Wrestlemania

So, Turkey has camel wrestling.

Here at our house - it's cat wrestling! I think Madelyn won this round.

St. Patrick's Day Fun

So, Madelyn got a new shirt yesterday in the mail from Grandma Dolly and we had to wear it today. The not so good news - Madelyn participated in snack time for the first time today at daycare. Evidence: All over her shirt collar!




I know I've posted that she has her first tooth. We finally got a fairly good shot of the new tooth. It only took Jonathan holding her mouth open and me taking the picture. It felt more like a dental exam than a photo shoot.



Madelyn and Gracie have a very special bond. I swear Gracie was never this affectionate with even me! She will intentionally lay next to Madelyn just so she gets rubbed and cuddled. Here's how it played out this evening.

What a week!

So, not many posts this week. Madelyn has had some bad reactions to her antibiotic and (knock on wood) is over them. I figured you didn't want to see any pictures of us covered in puke, so I decided to wait until things settled down. I guess I didn't know babies could puke so much. Thankfully, she doesn't ever get upset when she does it and I think she almost thinks it has its advantages since it means she gets a bath. Usually if anyone is upset by the puking, it's me. It's a shocking sight, not to mention I have that worry that she won't stay hydrated. However, she's fine and we're enjoying a three day weekend. Too bad Jonathan has to work on Monday.

In the process of washing the bed linens today, these three were hanging out watching me in the bathroom:




We're trying to get all of the animals used to Madelyn so that when crawling starts, they won't have too negative of a reaction to it. Gracie always likes Madelyn.

Home Alone

So Jonathan left for an engineering conference (aka dork convention) on Monday after work. Which means Madelyn and I have been on our own since then. I guess I was more worried about taking care of the 500 things in the morning that make things so hectic at times. Boy was I wrong. Mornings - not so bad. Evenings, especially Tuesday, were a bear! Monday night I thought to myself, "ok, I can do this! She's being great." Well, Tuesday she made me eat my words. For one reason or another she would not stop being fussy or crying. She didn't nap very much at daycare that day. So that was problem #1. Problem #2 was that she got hungry approximately 1.25 hours before she normally does. I was not prepared and figured it had to be anything but that. She wailed. I finally gave in and fed her at 7:15. She took her bath pretty well and fussed a little while I was rocking her. Needless to say, she wore herself out. I didn't hear her stir until 4am. It's definitely been a lesson learned in how important it is to have a teammate in this game called parenting!

We had our usual Wednesday night pizza (no yoga though.) I took these of her trying to sit in her Bébé Pod. I love the fact that she sits to one side and that Gracie thought we were there to rub her tummy.

Trying to smile while focusing on sitting!