So what have we been up to? For starters, we have been watching Amelia do her puzzles like a complete amazing child genius. This girl laughs at the "Ages 2 and older" sticker in the corner as she places each shape in it's hole in seriously less than a minute. We've got a future Doogie Howser is what I'm saying.
We've also been sure to get outside and go for walks every day because there isn't much this chick loves more than to be outside pointing at the birds and the people walking their dogs and trying her best to free herself from our grip and run down the sidewalk by herself. I would say that we try to make her hold our hands for her own protection, but just last night she fell down and skinned her sweet little knee even while I was holding her hand so I'm not sure how much help I'm really being to her.
An area that I feel that I am definitely helping her is in the healthy food department. When I first placed a bowl of green goop in front of her, she scrunched her nose at it and looked at me like I had lost my mind. But as soon as I told her it was "ice cream", girlfriend couldn't get it gobbled fast enough. Considering it was just a little baby spinach and frozen bananas, it really did taste a little like ice cream. Win, win!
See the nose scrunch? She's got that facial expression down pat.
We have a new weekend morning tradition of mommy and daughter Target shopping. Mommy gets her Starbucks and Amelia gets to roam the toy aisles like a big girl. We both may or may not leave with "stuff" we didn't know we "needed" but even though the pocket book may be hurting, the heart is full. I will basically say anything I can possibly think of to justify purchasing a few Mossimo shirts. Don't judge.
Speaking of don't judge me. This next picture is super disturbing but in a gross way it is very sweet. Me, Lucy, and Amelia were playing in the floor the other day. I asked Amelia a few times to come sit in my lap and take a picture with Mommy, but she was "too busy" playing and laughing at herself in the mirror, so I recruited the next best baby to crawl into my lap for a selfie. Lucy is always more than ready to volunteer for some of Mama's belly rubs and cuddles, so I guess I shouldn't have been so surprised that she got a little too eager and tongue-happy as soon as I snapped the photo.
And of course, seconds later, Lucy was kicked to the curb because no one else is supposed to get Mama's cuddles except one little pretty princess named Amelia.
So when we're not shopping at Target, going for walks, doing puzzles, eating our super food smoothies, or dodging sloppy French kisses from our pup, you will more than likely find me driving out to pick up our lunch or dinner, carry out style. I didn't realize how often we ordered carry out from one of the local restaurants until I stopped by there this past weekend and the guy who gave me our food greeted me with "hey girl!" and told me "see ya later, Em!" as I was leaving. I mean some of my closest friends don't even call me Em. I was a little embarrassed to have forged such a 'call me by my nickname' bond with the bartender down the street. It may be time to get back in the kitchen and cook a meal or two.
Since Chris doesn't join me and Amelia on our weekly Target shopping trips, he was feeling a little left out of all the fun. So we loaded up and made a field trip to the mall this past Sunday so he could do a little shopping himself. While he shopped and tried on clothes, I entertained Amelia by the pretty fountain...but because she is her mother's daughter, she was much more interested in people watching than anything else.
So my last update, and then I promise I'll be done because, my word, this is getting lengthy. Chris recently let me borrow his Fitbit so I could monitor my fitness and sleep activity. These things are quite nifty and a data-loving nerd like myself is quickly becoming obsessed with checking my numbers.
This focus on health has rekindled my deep seeded crazy itch to start training for a mini marathon. Don't ask me why I want to subject myself to this test of endurance, because I really don't know how to explain the special kind of crazy that runners are.
I even have been toying with the notion of going for the full marathon this time instead of just the half. I'm pretty sure I would probably fall down dead if I even gave it a try, but on the other hand, I could forever label myself as a marathon runner. And that is just bad to the bone.
The fact that my Fitbit popped up today with the message that I've earned the "Marathon Badge" only fueled the crazy fire further. As this is obviously a sign from up above that I need to go for it...right?
Lord, help me and my crazy running dreams! So who wants to sign up and do it with me?
1 comment:
Amelia's expressions are cracking me up! I love the scrunched nose! And that precious pic of forehead kisses melts my heart!!
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