the girl intoxicates me.
even when she hasn't had a bath since monday.
she still smells like yummy baby.
i love kissing babies without teeth.
max laughs when you give her fast kisses.
she found her hands this week.
i saw her looking at one hand, rotating it around.
then grab it with the other.
shock on her face.
wow, look what i just caught!
it's a bird!
it's a plane!
no, wait, it's my left hand.
it just never gets old.
now, if she would just take her nap...
i think it's time to move her out of the bassinet.
we've had a week of summer rain.
with lightening bolts and thunder on the side.
the pork loin and i stood out in it when we got home from beth's.
we practiced trying to catch the rain drops on our tongue.
why is it that they will fall everywhere but my open mouth?
he swears he was getting some in his.
who am i to tell the man he's not.
i left the door open while i nursed max.
he ran in and out squealing.
it lasted for 5 mintues.
then he only wanted to slam the door, while rooooooaaaaaring.
this was not conducive to getting a 6 mo. old to nurse.
so of course, i bribed him by Popsicle.
and we enjoyed ourselves a little longer.
i've spent the rest of the day wishing the rain would not leave it's humidity behind.