Tuesday, July 28, 2015

Sometimes, I think it's important to just stop and reflect.

Like, for instance, on how my dentist thinks my teeth are too small and wants to burn away 3mm of my gums to show more of my top teeth.

I wasn't self conscious about my apparently too-small teeth before, but now I'm questioning everything.

Also, the dentist in question told my mom that she has receding gum lines, so I'm thinking... why burn away my gums if I might need them one day?!

Also, on how I have a baby who loves to wear hats.  Hers, ours, it doesn't matter.  She will wear a hat indefinitely.  Sunglasses too.  She's so stylish.

Also, on how much we want to take our girl to Disney.  Not this year for obvious reasons (hellooooo new house building), but maybe next?  I'm getting excited at the prospect.

Also, on how long her hair is getting.  She will have a non-silly-looking ponytail in no time.

Oh, and apparently crayons taste good?  She thinks they're as much for eating as they are for coloring.  We won't talk about the vomit-opocalypse that happened after this photo was taken.  She was either starving or those fish sticks were going down easy because she was stuffing her face, too fast I guess, when she choked and it all came back up.  On the floor.  At Bubba Gump Shrimp Co.  We just put a napkin over it and went on eating.  Yes, I caught some in my hand.  Yes, she had it all over her shorts.  Yes, it took half a thing of wipes to get it under control.  But I'm not about to let it ruin my stuffed shrimp experience.  I think we're so used to baby vomit/poo/insert-gross-thing-here that it doesn't bother us.

And, why in the world do they make adorable baby sandals that will not stay on sans super glue?  The velcro on these suckers might as well not even be there because they do not stay velcroed.  While we're on that topic, let's talk baby sandals in general.  S2 wears a size 4-5 and it is impossible to find comfortable, casual sandals for her.  Old Navy flip flops give her blisters on the bottom of her feet, the Nike sandals that she had at the beginning of the summer no longer fit and those are apparently the only style that Nike makes for babies and I don't want to buy the same sandals again - are you like that?  If I'm going to pay good money for something, it's going to be something that she hasn't had before.  With the exception of clearanced Target church shoes.  I definitely bought those white lacey bad boys again.  But that's because they were only $6.  Paying full price again?  Fuhgeddaboutit.

Also, on how sad it is that we've decided to retire the bottle.  She was just getting one in the morning and one at night before bed, but we are so tired of washing bottles - well, it's not the washing (the dishwasher does a fine job of that), it's the putting them back together.  Honestly, who wants to spend a solid 20 minutes putting bottles back together?  I'm not even exaggerating.  We're getting less complicated bottles if we ever have another bambino.

This photo makes me sad.  She looks like such a big girl sitting next to me on the couch, eating some Teddy Grahams.  She is 17 months old now and I can't remember life before she was in it.  The fact that she's almost a year and a half old is mind bogling to me.

The difference 5 months makes.  1st Birthday Party >> Wouldn't even touch the cake.  July 2015 >> Gimme all the cake!!  Also, July in North Carolina is no joke.  I'm hot just thinking about this day in the park. ^

Also, I wish there was a child setting for Siri.  She loves to talk to her, but Siri's all "I didn't get that." I wish I could tell her S2's name and anytime the button was pushed and nothing was said after a couple seconds, she would be like "Oh, hi S2, how are you today? Do you want to play peek-a-boo?"

Why doesn't that exist?

I guess baby selfies will have to do.


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