Firsts...

I think I need to invent the Modern Mother Baby Book. Improvements I would make:

1. It would be online, and you could have it published & printed when you were done. Then I would actually update the damn thing accurately. It also wouldn't have my crappy handwriting in it. I should have written everything down on separate paper, and then had my mom write it in the book.

2. It would have real 'firsts'. For instance: First Time Your Baby Sat Through 2 Hours of An Outdoor Graduation: May 20, 2008. Carthage, MO at my cousin Brittany's high school graduation. Thank goodness for no special speakers and time limits on speeches.

Here's a good one of Grammie & Papa Jack with little T. She was the life of the after-party.

Dear Daycare - A Time to Vent

Dear Daycare provider,

I really like that you take care of my child, and that you try to provide for her like you would your own. You also seem to enjoy being paid little (comparably) for watching anywhere from 1 to 6 children that aren't your own. You only take 2 weeks of vacation a year, and you have no health benefits. You put up with crazy, obsessive, know-it-all mothers and with kids that puke on you, sneeze on you, spit on you, and God-knows-what-else on you. You get to spend time with my child 10 hours a day, 5 days a week. My child gets to play with other funny little kids, that teach her the funniest little things. I truly do appreciate the service that you provide, in order for me to provide a better life for my baby and family.

You run a business, and I understand this. If I respect that your daycare/home is a business, than you should treat it that way at all times. So, the next time you decide to kick me and the cutest little girl ever out on the street with only 4 days to find a new home, please consider the ol' 2 week notice rule. In fact, I believe that is even in our contract. I won't press it though, I just hope you treat the next mother better. It would be greatly appreciated from all working mothers who regret having to take their child to someone else during the day.

Thank you -
Working & stressed out Mom of cutest little girl ever

You have to roll before you can crawl....

And she is definitely rolling. Everywhere. And for some reason, underneath things. We really need to use all those plug covers and safety things and 'baby-proof' our house. There are also a few good pictures of the little sharpies in Taylor's mouth....time to get out the toothbrush!

Going to California...

Just me. Andy will be playing Mr. Mom all next week and be taking care of Taylor. Wish him luck! I leave early (4:15am!) on Monday and come back on Friday. I have labeled Taylor's clothes for the week, and made lists for Andy that are posted on the fridge. Sure, I admit to being crazy, but it's the first time I've been away since Taylor was born.

We went to the Legends today and spent money we didn't have (yay Credit). Andy picked out a too cute swimsuit for Taylor, and we all got some clothes at the Gap outlet. We went into the Jockey store, and the old ladies there would NOT leave us alone. Apparently, we have a cute kid. Did you know that? We just found out today. They tried to trade me a bra for the baby. Sure. The crazy pseudo-grandma's at Jockey also imparted all of their motherly wisdom on us. We needed that. We have been struggling to find someone to give us advice, so I'm glad we found it today ;->

We also got Taylor the coolest new toy (safety junkies, please skip ahead to the next paragraph). At daycare, they have a Johnny-Jump-Up and Taylor digs it. Everytime I'm there and she is in it, she is bouncing and laughing and having a great time. So, we found one at Target today, and it is awesome! From the picture, you will not be able to see the glee in my child's face, but please know that it is there. I will get a video hopefully tomorrow with her in it... it is now with the ball popper and the croc-piano as our favorite new toys. (The ball popper is starting to go down on my list; I have to do all the work for that one.)

In other news, Taylor has a new second cousin Jack. He has freaky long fingers, and his mom(Andy's cousin) is super-mom. I do not know anyone who could have a child and blog about it the same day....all with NO DRUGS. Go Sarah!

Ok...enough. Pictures please.

This is my magic croc-piano wand. It can bring hours of entertainment.

I knight you "Sir Huck". Please don't lick the wand.

Yes, this is the incredibly cute child that random strangers love and adore.

Now that I am (almost) 7 months old, I think I will hold my own bottle. I will also stare you down as I do this so you know that I am uber-talented and amazing.

Proof of the tooth? Or not....

If you look real close in this first picture, you can see just the little tip of white on Taylor's lower right tooth. It may not look like much now, but it's so sharp! And aren't you impressed with Taylor showing you her new tooth? She follows instructions so well.

"Dang coaster won't fit in my mouth; are these regulation size or what?!"

She's waving at you!

Anbesol, teething rings, childrens Tylenol, and ice cubes....

Ladies & Gentlemen, we have a tooth. It popped up today at daycare, and is a little sharp bit in Taylor's mouth. I was pretty excited, apparently Taylor isn't McLovin the teething situation though. Our daycare ladies said she was pretty upset until they gave her an ice cube. I'll try to take a picture of the little bugger tomorrow -- maybe we will even brush it!

(OK, chill out if you are thinking "Oh my, Megan is going to hurt her child". 1. No, I am not going to overdose her on anbesol & Tylenol. We haven't even used that stuff yet, but we have it on hand. 2. Of course I am NOT going to aggravate the sensitive gums around her tooth by brushing it. At least not until more of it shows up.)

Way back in '07.....

I found this today. Oh, how little Taylor was...she has only gained 10 pounds and gotten 7 inches longer, but the changes are remarkable. Such a funny picture!!!