On a Roll

Evy rolled over from tummy to back last night. It might have been a fluke since we haven't been able to get her to do it again. Now, if we could just get her to sleep through the night.

Cousins

Evy met her cousin Jacob for the first time this weekend. She was so happy to see him, but a little mad that she had to share all the attention with someone else. In order to steal the attention she was talking like crazy this weekend. Lots of funny sounds! The second picture is of Grandma showing off both of her babies.

Good Grief

I'm wrapping up my 2nd full week of being back to work. How's it going, you ask? Well, I was better at this last week. Here's how this morning went.

5:00 a.m. Evy is stuck on waking at 5. Good Grief.

6:00 a.m. I spill corn starch all over the floor and the dustbuster won't suck it up. Good Grief.

6:30 a.m. My eyebrow brush breaks as I lift it to my face. Good Grief.

7:47 a.m. Out the Door

7:48 a.m. Turn around in my neighbor's driveway. I forgot the ice pack for the milk I "generate" during the day. Good Grief

7:50 Traffic is moving 10 MPH under the speed limit. Good Grief.

7:56 A mini-van pulls out in front of me and I have to slam on my brakes to avoid hitting it. I give them a nice friendly "what in the hell were you thinking" honk. Good Grief.

8:02 Pull into the parking lot. Good Grief. Luckily, I'm a state employee so that's considered early.

Death By Yogurt

Everyone has their quirks. One of mine happens to involve yogurt. Most days I take a yogurt with me for lunch. Most days I don't eat it. This has been going on for about 3 years. If I don't eat it (I usually don't) it sits in my lunch bag and becomes room temperature by the end of the day. When I get home I put it back in the refrigerator and Scott usually ends up eating it for breakfast the next day. He has accused me of trying to poison him. Since he's on to me I guess I'll have to come up with another plan to take care of him.

Baby Spa

One of my favorite indulgences is a massage so it comes as no surprise to me that my daughter also has an affinity for a good relaxing rub down. Every once in awhile I strip her down to the diaper and give her a full body massage. Here are some photos from her spa night.

TGIM?

Thank goodness it's Monday. I need time to relax. Our weekend went a little like this. We got home from the Brad Paisley concert at 1 a.m. on Saturday. Evy was up at 3, 5 and 7. At 7:30 I noticed she was wheezing. Got a Dr's appointment for 10. By 12:30 we were back home with a nebulizer and albuterol in hand. Evy needs a nebulizer treatment every 4 hours to help with her breathing and congestion. She doesn't like having the mask held over her face so I have to dance around in front of her to keep her from crying. I'm ok with it because it's the closest thing to a workout that I've had in a couple of weeks. Saturday night went great: she slept until 5:30 Sunday morning without waking. Last night was a different story. She was up at 1, 2 and 3:30. The good news is that she does not have a fever and she's in a pretty good mood as long as she doesn't have the nebulizer mask on her face. We did take her to daycare this morning. Now, I need to go get some coffee.

Brad Paisley

You can take the girl out of the country, but you can't take the country out of the girl. Here is my public confession: I'm a fan of country music. Friday night we went to the Brad Paisley concert, my Christmas present from Scott. It was a great show.

Darius Rucker (Hootie, without the Blowfish) and Dierks Bentley opened. Yee Haw!

Thanks to Grandma and Grandpa C for staying with Evy!