Mom is seriously slacking on this Monthly Monkey deal. It's been almost two months! She has her reasons I guess. She works, goes to school, does homework. She drives me all over hell and half the world between babysitters. She got sad one day and told Nana that sometimes she feels like all she does is drive me from one persons house to the next and doesn't get to see me enough. It's not fair, really this whole mommy working for a living. But it could be worse, she says. She could be home with me all the time but then we'd not get to do the cool things we'll get to do one day. She likes it this way. Paying bills isn't fun but neither is no power. Besides, I get to play with lots of people and I'm such a social butterfly that I like it that way. I don't meet a stranger and mom is happy about that.
She's slacked on picture taking the last month (well, two months really). She went a few weeks without a camera when the turning everything pink camera bit the dust. She finally broke down and ventured into retail hell (Best Buy) and bought another one and hark! Look at my rosy cheeks. Real pink this time, not bad camera.
Mommy with her morning nectar of the gods (Diet Pepsi) and me with a bottle. She didn't dress us in the same color intentionally but it did make us look cute. Aunt Donna says the true nectar is beer. Mommy agreed.
This thing is called a Bumbo. Mommy says it is the coolest thing ever because I can sit up all by myself. Mommy puts me in this contraption when she is "practicing" giving me grown up food. So far all we've had has been cereal and avocado. The green stuff tasted familiar, like boob. Mom eats a lot of it.
This is the month of the mohawk. I've had one from the get go but it seems like mom got lots of good pics this month.
I'm getting more like mommy everyday it seems. In this photo I'm thinking "Take it off! Take it off!" Mommy can't stand having things around her neck. Ever noticed she is almost always in a v-neck shirt? There is a reason for that.
Sweet? Errrr...
One hand is mommy and the other is the other mommy. Aunt Donna that is. They love me.
Peaking over moms shoulder after a bath.
Back in my bumbo.
This is my big brother Z and his mommy. He's still not sure what to think of me but I am such a charmer I'll wrap him around my finger soon.
This was taken right after mom pointed out that she and the WIL might be grandmas in the next few years. They are far too young and Z better TCOB or mommy will be displeased.
I discovered that rubbing my eyes does nothing but make my eyes red. Well, that and signals to mom ENOUGH. Nap time.
I hate the car seat. He is my biggest enemy. I hate him hate him hate him. Mom insists on straping me into that beast everywhere we go. It is rude I say. Mom says one day I won't need him anymore but until then buck up. She pointed out that like it or not (then she got quiet a minute) I'll have to be in him apx 4000 more times assuming twice a day for the next 5ish years. She does weird math sometimes. Hopefully I'll be be enough by then to leave him behind but at the rate the child safety laws keep making the age/weight older and bigger I'll be 38. Don't tell mom that though, she'll try to do the math.
Aunt Tams got me this shirt. Mom says it's a cute top. She wants to borrow it. She says "Let me borrow the top" all the time. It's my very first music t-shirt. John Prine "Quit Hollerin' at Me." A great song. Mom was singing "Please Don't Bury Me" when she took this. It's a great song to learn my toes, knees, nose and ears to. Mom got me another music t-shirt at a yardsale last week. My very first AC/DC t-shirt. It's pink with AC/DC in diamonds. It will match my mohawk wonderfully.
Mom says the trouble with the "Just you and me kid" way of life is that there are very few pictures of us together. This makes mom sad. She does her best though and tries to take pics of us herself. They don't turn out so good on her part (too many chins) but she'll snap enough and sometimes get at least once that has us both in the picture.
My uncle Char loves me. He talks to me and says "I see you grinning" all the time. He'll hold me so mom can pee or cook supper. He even "Took one for the team" as mom put it when a friend of moms came to visit one night. I got to sleep most of the night in uncle Char's room. Mom was very grateful. I was super good so she is hoping Char will offer that favor again and that she'll have a reason for him to offer up such a favor. Mom smiled for days.
I wore this dress to Mal and Gregs wedding today. Mom dressed me up in it to see if it would still fit. It is just one of the many pretty things I grew out of before I got to wear it. I wore it today though and showed my belly when I could.
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I went through 4 days with my tongue out. Constantly. Mom was beginning to think the old saying "If you make that face it will freeze that way" was true. Seriously, 4 days.
I like to fly over mommy's head. Of course she doesn't like it when she sees the slober falling. I've got her good a few times but she still doesn't mind doing the Rowan press. Says it builds the muscles in her arms and I like it.
I'm a cowgirl in charge!
Next month I'll pose on a bearskin rug. Just as we were getting ready to leave for the wedding today I got sleepy. Mom had just plucked me from a bath, fed me a bottle and wrapped me in this blanket in her lap waiting until the last minute to put my dress on (I tend to spew). She put me in my crib wrapped up and went to put her dress on and finish getting ready. When she returned, I was out.I smile all the time but the minute I see mom with the camera I put it away. This is making her nuts. Perhaps next month she will have more luck with grins. Next month we will have adventures in the new walker, the new doorway jumper thingie and with food.
Until next time...
The Monkey.
