I was doing a project at the table and Brigid wanted a little upright time, so, closely supervised, I put her in her Bumbo seat on the table. I know it is dangerous but I was right there and extremely cautious. she was in the middle of the table with me sitting right in front of her. And, don't worry, it didn't last long.
"Uh oh. What's that? Mom! Shark! Shark!"
"Devoured in love."
Yeah, Teresa ended that right quick. Brigid was back on the floor. Part of my reason for putting her on the table was simply that Teresa does this to her on the floor too. But the table is no sanctuary when your big sister just gets on the table with you. Honestly, the only places she doesn't get clobbered are in the pack and play and the crib but where Teresa can't reach her, she throws toys to (read *at*) her.
I can't believe Brigid is 4 months old already. That is like almost 6 months. That is like 1/3 of the first year gone! Slow down, baby!
She's doing really well. She loves playing on her tummy and rolling on her sides. She loves getting anything and everything into her mouth.
She loves to smile and smiles almost all the time. She still spits up but the zantac keeps it from hurting.
Mirrors are her best friend. This was while looking at herself in my iPhone camera. She can't get enough of them, but she will try to eat them if she can get them in her mouth. No iPhone for you, cutie.
Even her doctor remarked on how long her eyelashes are. I can't imagine having lashes that long but it doesn't seem to bother her.
So, so precious and passing too too quickly!
The weather here has been a bit weird ranging from 81 to 40 just during the day, but on the nicer days, we've been getting outside. I even put Brigid out in her bouncy seat and let her watch her sisters play. As long as Teresa doesn't clobber her, she seems to enjoy it.
With the better weather, we've been happy to fire up the grill a few times. This has lead to a discussion on BBQ sauce. We had used Bull'sEye brand until they switched their "perfect" and "true original" sauce's first ingredient from tomato puree to high fructose corn syrup.
Unbelievable. So, now we are looking for a new BBQ sauce. James found one by Weber with no high fructose corn syrup he rather likes. I haven't tried it yet but it is definitely more tomato than vinegar. I've also ordered one from a place in Virginia that hires special needs employees that should have a smokey flavor but no high fructose corn syrup. I'll let you know how it is once I get it. What do you use?
We happily finished school for the year last week. I'm not sure which of us was more eager to be done. When I had to help her sister, I came back to find Cecilia had done this:
"DiREctioNs. Help me iNsted!!!!!!!!" And then she tried to diagram part of a sentence. Can you tell she doesn't like to write lower case Ns?
Yeah, we were ready for a break.
Felicity finished her Teach My Child to Read in 100 Easy Lessons book and is now practicing with BOB Books. Both girls will continue reading through May, June and July until we pick up with 3rd grade, 1st grade and pre-kindergarten in August. I still have some planning to do.
The girls were playing outside when they came running inside panicked about a bee or something. I tend to hear this song regularly but usually it is along the "he flew that way" variety, so I take them as a grain of salt. So I grabbed my trusty can of raid and went out to see what all the fuss was about. They directed me to a large bee just sitting on the wooden post supporting the deck. I nailed him and he perished. A second one was hovering like an idiot, I assume attempting to guard the other one, but repeatedly banging his own head on the underside of the deck. I hit him a little, but he got away. I should have nailed him but the can was almost empty and not aiming as well. The obnoxious buggers were trying to tunnel a nest into the wood. About 3 feet from my toddler swing. And about 7 feet from my kids' playset. Death was just. Did I mention I hate carpenter bees?
Fortunately he didn't get too far before I got him.
But to put it in perspective, the hole in the picture above is on the front of that post to the far right... next to the toddler swing... facing the play set. It was simply a relationship that would never have worked.
On Saturday night, my oldest two will be spending their first ever night away from home without me. I know they will be all of 5 minutes up the road. Camping in a tent on the grounds of a monastery. With my dad and a bunch of other American Heritage Girls families. But they're my babies! How did they get so big? How did we come to this? They won't be in their beds! Drowning in stuffed animals. Sleeping in contorted positions. Waking from nightmares to climb into our bed...
Hope they have a great first campout!
Last night, I was making silly noises and kissing Brigid under her chin when she let out her first laugh! It was so cute, so precious... it really did seem like our house suddenly became filled with fairies! Now if I could just get her to do it again. :\
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