Well, Thanksgiving has come and gone! I had all of these great visions of Brooklyn dressed in her "Thanksgiving outfit" but that kinda went out the door. I just left her in a comfy outfit all day and put a "Mommy's little turkey" bib on her. No worries though, I got her outfit at a resale store and it's a 12 monther. Miss Skinny is still wearing 6 to 9 months.
I'm turning into the mom I never thought I'd be. Have you ever done that? Before kids I was like, "blah this" and "Oh I'll never do that." Well, it started. Long story short, my Christmas shopping for Brooklyn is getting to be a little much. I started off thinking I'll just get her a few little things and Viola! We have more than I expected to have. I'm thinking back to that post I did almost a year ago. The one where I showed you every single thing I bought to make Brooklyn's nursery complete. Well, here is the Christmas list as it stands. And yes. . . I do know it's quite much. But I'm envisioning this cute picture of Christmas day and Brooklyn is sitting with all of her toys in their boxes. Hahahaha. Don't worry, I'll post that one.
Here it is, the stuff I've bought for my sweet baby, who will only be 8 months old at Christmas! Of course I included links just incase you see something you need :)
Fisher Price Stride to Ride Dino
Playskool Elefun Ball Popper
Fisher Price Laugh and Learn Piggy Bank
Tiny Love Fiona Dog Damn it! It's a dollar cheaper now!
Melissa and Doug Farm Puzzle
Fisher Price Bat and Wobble Penguin
DK Baby Faces Book
Playskool Stack and Nest Barrels Don't worry. I didn't pay this price!
So what do you think? Is that a lot? Hahahaha! And I'm sure I forgot something. I went from memory!
November 28, 2011
November 14, 2011
Whoops! That Was Long!
I truly have every intention of keeping this blog updated. I mean, I'm very interested in blogging, I just keep forgetting to get on here.
Check out that ticker. . . Brooklyn is 7 months old. SEVEN MONTHS. One thing I learned, at seven months your sweet baby is gone and you get this tiny thing that acts like a baby but previews what the teen years will be like. In other words, this baby has a major tude.
I'm very aware that it was just a blog or two ago that I was bragging at how well-behaved my kid is. And for the most part, she is a great baby. But holy smokes I've seen some interesting tantrums lately! Mr. Later Than Most and I are horrible. . . we actually laugh, which is not a good idea. I mean, how can you not laugh at a little baby who kicks and complains and then two minutes later is laughing at whatever you do? Today she was throwing a fit in her high chair. I hid behind the kitchen counter and popped up from another spot in the kitchen and said, "Boo!" Then she goes from fit to laughing hysterically. You gotta love babies!
Work has been hectic. Getting out the door in the morning takes every ounce of organization I have. Then keeping a clean house is another thing. I know a ton of people do it, and I give them credit. I think the struggle is that I really want to be good at whatever I do. So, I want a clean and organized house. I want a clean classroom with all of my things organized and lessons arranged perfectly. Ahhhh, there it is. PERFECT. That's what's not possible but I keep trying to get things that way. I'm sure it's a constant battle for all working moms. Somethings you have to give up on, and others you don't. So, lately I've given up on the cleaning. Don't worry, I won't qualify for Hoarders. I just wait to do my chores. :)
Check out that ticker. . . Brooklyn is 7 months old. SEVEN MONTHS. One thing I learned, at seven months your sweet baby is gone and you get this tiny thing that acts like a baby but previews what the teen years will be like. In other words, this baby has a major tude.
I'm very aware that it was just a blog or two ago that I was bragging at how well-behaved my kid is. And for the most part, she is a great baby. But holy smokes I've seen some interesting tantrums lately! Mr. Later Than Most and I are horrible. . . we actually laugh, which is not a good idea. I mean, how can you not laugh at a little baby who kicks and complains and then two minutes later is laughing at whatever you do? Today she was throwing a fit in her high chair. I hid behind the kitchen counter and popped up from another spot in the kitchen and said, "Boo!" Then she goes from fit to laughing hysterically. You gotta love babies!
Work has been hectic. Getting out the door in the morning takes every ounce of organization I have. Then keeping a clean house is another thing. I know a ton of people do it, and I give them credit. I think the struggle is that I really want to be good at whatever I do. So, I want a clean and organized house. I want a clean classroom with all of my things organized and lessons arranged perfectly. Ahhhh, there it is. PERFECT. That's what's not possible but I keep trying to get things that way. I'm sure it's a constant battle for all working moms. Somethings you have to give up on, and others you don't. So, lately I've given up on the cleaning. Don't worry, I won't qualify for Hoarders. I just wait to do my chores. :)
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