Bubbles

Last night I heard a noise similar to the one Anabella makes when she is laying in a bathtub full of water blowing bubbles. Of course that can't be, I thought, because Anabella is running around here, freshly bathed, and no where near water.

My mistake. She figured out how to get the lid off her cup, which had just been filled with milk, so she decided to make a milk pond in my living room. There she was, laying belly down in this huge milk pond, blowing bubbles.

I should have taken a picture, but I was focused on getting her out of the milk and back into the bathtub (her second bath in about 30 minutes). So this photo will have to do for today...it was taken 10 minutes ago.

Happy Halloween from our cute little kitty

We went to a Halloween brunch at my friend Stasa's house today. Surprisingly, Ms. Thang didn't seem to mind wearing her costume. Hooray!

Anabella and her future boyfriend, Noah. (He's a little younger, but that's all the rage these days.)

MEAL, MEAL, MEAL!

We thought it was a good idea to teach Anabella words, but we are now reconsidering. She has it in her cute little mind that "meal" ("milk" to you and me) is what you say when you want something...anything...not just milk. And over the past few days, her desire for things has increased exponentially. So, our little tyrant runs around the kitchen screeching "MEAL, MEAL, MEAL" at least 10 times a day. It's bliss.

These are a few of my favorite things

1. Closing doors -- and then freaking out when I find myself trapped, because I can't open doors.
2. Getting large mouthfuls of water or milk and spitting them onto the floor --then rubbing the liquid into the floor/carpet/hair of dogs, cats, self/etc.
3. Taking off diapers -- and then running, running as fast as I can!




If only I could use all this energy for good.

Two new words in one day

The first new word is "MEAL!" To you and me, it's "milk," but we understand. We've taught her a few signs, so now she can do the sign for milk (which she has interpreted at furiously shaking her fist up and down) while screaming "MEAL, MEAL!" :)

The second word is "nice." She's heard that a lot, because she always beats on our pets and we try to teach her to pet them "nice." So yesterday, while she was thumping the crap out of our cat Eddie, she looks at me and says "NICE!"

No, that's not nice, but good job on learning the word.

The answer is "15 months"

The question is "when do babies learn to lounge around?" She can't say her name, but she can kick back with a bottle of milk and watch Baby Einstein like a champ. :)

13 months old, on the go, and hell on wheels!

A lot has happened in Anabella's world since the 8-month mark...
- She started walking and talking at 11 months. She doesn't have an extensive vocabulary yet (her words consist of hi, bye, daddy, mommy, kitty, dog, bottle and bear), as she is concentrating more on her career as a stunt woman. She enjoys standing on things that she shouldn't...like toys that have wheels, shopping carts, etc...and now that she has figured out how to climb onto the couch, she spends a lot of time looking for new and interesting ways to jump/fall/dive off of it.
- She's a world traveler! We took a 10-day trip to Venice in June (she already has TWO stamps in her passport) and I am happy to report that she is an excellent travel companion. She slept the entire flight over to Europe, was pretty easy going no matter what we were up to, and thoroughly enjoyed being treated like a little rock star by all of the friendly foreigners.
- She loves books (yeah!) and she still loves to dance. As soon as music comes on (stupid commercials, a musical ring tone, anything!), she is up and shaking her groove thing...she's got some pretty good moves for a toddler. (thank goodness she didn't inherit Dan's lack of rhythm!)

As for me, I love being a mommy...Anabella melts my heart every single day. Of course, I am still addicted to Target, Starbuck's, and buying stuff from infomercials (ask me about the TurboJam workout). I still watch a lot of worthless TV shows (has anyone seen Junk Brothers, Workout or Meercat Manor?) and I spend lots of time being introspective...in a crazy, bored kind of way.