Dictator in a Diaper

Wednesday, March 28, 2007

Video : Daddy Sings

New use for a Diaper

Sooo...If you can't find a baby hat...USE A DIAPER!




THE BEST PART IS...




They have these really neat tabs to pull across incase the baby cries.

OH I AM KIDDING!!! RELAX! It was only on her head for a minute....or two.

Kennedy, meet Ethan...

My darling has a boyyyfriend. Isn't he beautiful? In case you are wondering, this little man made her jump in delight! I have never seen her so excited. She reached for him, licked him, grabbed his "faux hawk", screamed at him and basically ripped my arms off trying to give him a hug. Her tongue wagged at him like a little puppy. Sooooo cute.
Note to self: Keep Kennedy away from boys

Friday, March 16, 2007

5 months old already

I can't believe that 5 months have come and gone. Kennedy is getting so big.
At this moment in time she is able to;

Roll over any which way
Pull herself for short distances
Drink from a sippy cup
Eat a cookie (with supervision)
Sit unsupported for a minute or so

I feel that crawling is coming soon. And it scares me. Our home is not yet baby proofed, and my child loooovvvves to put EVERYTHING into her mouth. I guess that I need to get on that quickly. I love that she is getting big, and I am proud of everything that she accomplishes...and at the same time I wish she would stay just the way she is forever.

HAPPY BIRTHDAY BABY!!

Thursday, March 8, 2007

Friday, March 2, 2007

First Birthday as a Mom


I almost forgot...it's my birthday tomorrow. Funny how these things that used to be so important somehow aren't anymore. My birthday seems uneventful this year. Small compared to everything else. Kennedy somehow overshadows this day...and everything else that used to seem to matter. I guess it could be worse, I could be NinjaMom and share my birthday with my child. Actually come to think of it, Carol and Lyla's birthday's are the same as well. I wonder how often that happens. I guess it depends how you look at. It could be the greatest birthday gift ever to share your day with child, or if you're slightly selfish like some people I know (a-hem) it could be a major invasion of a day that used to be solely yours. Either way, the days of hoopla partying are gone. This year, all I want is for John to be the person who opens the "package" when Kennedy makes me her "present". Yay.