happy birthday 6 month old baby

How did this go by so fast. I am six months and becoming such an independent mover and shaker. The past month things have really changed for me.

Check these off the list of things I can now do:

I can roll over and back and over again
Sit up
Play with toys and reach and grab
Say dta dta (I say what sounds like da da but I prefer the "t" sound to the "d") I think that guy everyone calls Dada likes this.
I can drink a bottle and hold it on my own (somewhat)
Pick up the pacifier and put it in my mouth all by myself
I enjoy the cinema (Babies First Sign by Baby Einstein)
Avid reader and eater of board books
Speaking of which, I'm expanding my culinary pallet. I have been known to eat something other than moms milk. A little rice cereal and pureed spinach or prunes. These are not my favorite and the rice makes me a bit constipated hence the spinach. Too much information?


Here I am eating prunes, don't worry not chocolate pudding.


To do list for the next six months:
I have a secret plan to do away with afternoon naps. The trick is to slowly wake up earlier and earlier until mom and dad don't know what hit 'em.
Stay awake on my morning walks with mom
Crawl or walk whichever one I like best.

Until February...

Bath time

We love bath time at Mema's farm. This is Olive in the kitchen sink. They are a little blurry but you get the idea.





Now that Olive can sit up, bath time is way more fun. I can set her in her little tub in the tub and she can play with things and splash. She can even roll over and end up on her tummy to get a face full of water. I watched he maneuver into tummy time all on her own and realized how fast she is growing. Her little legs almost hang over the edge of the baby tub, and before I know it she will be maneuvering all over the big tub on her own.

Here are a few baby bath pictures a proof. When her first boyfriend comes to the house this blog will come in handy. Blackmail should be a permanent chapter in the parenting handbook. Hopefully that won't be for like 25 more years. Don't you just want to pinch those little buns.

Morning Walks

Olive and I like to go for walks. It is the best when we make it out the door when Daddy leaves for work. It is nice and cool then and the sun is not blazing on her little legs. Getting out the door at 6:30am is hard work and more the exception than the rule. She almost always falls asleep, but does a great job of supporting me on the long, steep hills. She is my water girl and sometimes entertainment. I always find myself looking much more at her than the beautiful surroundings. Here she is in her six month old glory.

I want one

When Chas and I were first married we lived in California in my Aunts guesthouse. Auntie is an avid dog lover and has had many adorable pooches over the years. When we lived with her she and Zola were in show business. Zola is her German Wirehair, and she was a great show dog in her day. We got to go to one of the dog shows and I fell in love with the sweetest show dog ever. I want an Old English Sheep dog! They are beyond cute...I know I know puppies and dogs are a lot of work, but before you try and talk me out of it...just look at this picture.



And this one...



and one more



Who can argue with those faces. Luckily Chas' only requirement for a dog is that it is smart. From what I have read Sheepdogs are definitely smart. Not to mention protective, cuddly and great with children. Hopefully one day this blog will have some pictures of our very own puppy, which Chas happens to surprise me with on a lovely day in May called our anniversary. :) A girl can dream.