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Although this isn't the prettiest of pictures, I thought it was fabulous how I managed to capture Phoebe in her "waking up" state. First thing she does? Grab that foot. So cute!
At first, I thought that she was starting to really settle into a good nap pattern -- these past few days, she's really taken long, substantial, hard-to-wake-her-up naps. Like the book says she should. (Phoebs has always slept great at night, just not so much during the day.) And then yesterday, her glassy eyes and hot head prompted a temperature-taking. Little angel was running a fever! She's got some yucky viral thing, but it doesn't seem to bother her much other than just making her feel really run down. She's already napped 2 hours this morning... and we're praising the Lord that, at least at 9:00, her temperature was only 99.1! (Which, according to the doctor, isn't really a fever?)
Pray that our little house stays sickness free and that Phoebs gets over her yucky quickly. I'm feeling extra-tired, but I think it may just be a busy week of "recovering" from vacation.
Okay, I think the kitchen floors are finally dry! I'm off to replace rugs and get more laundry going! :) Happy Saturday!
Our little "love slug"... she's turning into a regular drool factory. And she loves to blow bubbles with the drool. Sometime last week, she figured out how to blow raspberries, and she's been doing it ever since! It makes a mess, but it's pretty darn cute.
Otherwise, not much to say around these parts. Life is good. Is it Thursday already? The sounds of the dryer and dishwasher are evidence of a good week I suppose.
Off to mop...
Michael has gotten pretty talented at rigging up "dangling" things of interest for Phoebs while we prepare dinner. Last night, he decided to string together about 9 links, and then attach her keys to the bottom of it. They dangled tantalizingly above her face. Girlfriend was focused and played with these keys for upwards of an hour! She was so determined to "get them"! I love the look of determination on her face in this picture... and this was after about forty-five minutes!
We're convinced she's a genius. :)
So, one of the things we looked forward to doing while we were at the Shoals was sleeping in. As in, as late as we wanted. Without an alarm clock. Without disruption. And we did! We slept like, until 8:15 every day! It was marvelous. Except our sleep was not uninterrupted during the night.
No, Phoebe didn't join us on our journey. Nor did Jake, who will occasionally awaken during the night to warn of some bird or noise outside. But at 1:25 am on Sunday morning (that's late, late Saturday night) we were awakened by "EMERGENCY. EMERGENCY. PLEASE EVACUATE." No, it wasn't a dream. We actually had to evacuate! I am, of course, flipping out. I'm ready to run out in my pajamas, shoeless, without a room key. Thankfully, Michael had his wits and got us out in one piece. [Just another of the reasons that I love you, honey!]
Well, we race down five flights of stairs along with the rest of the hotel guests, most of whom are actually wearing swimsuits. (I think those were probably the first available articles of clothing? Or maybe they thought they'd be safer from fire if they could dive into the pool easier?) Since everyone has calmly congregated in the lobby, we could only assume that our lives were not in immediate danger. After about 15 minutes of "EMERGENCY..." we were told we could go back to our rooms. The alarm had inexplicably gone off.
Now, Michael has photographic evidence of the fact that we were brutally awakened at 1:something am, but I've chosen not to include that here. Trust me, you should thank me.
The next night, we were also awakened from slumber. Our neighbors were a little more... jubilant. The tweenagers next door were squealing and giggling quite loudly, so Michael became mean-old-man and told them to pipe down or he'd go tell their parents, who were in the room on the other side of us. Well, it probably wouldn't have worked anyway, because the parents (or some other grown-ups) were wildly enjoying themselves into the wee hours and actually woke us up. We were those guys... we called the front desk.
Thank goodness we got to sleep in! And the naps weren't too shabby either.
There is nothing like getting away with the one you love the best! I know that Michael has already posted this picture on his blog, but I totally don't care. It pretty much sums up our weekend -- sunny, cuddly, and a whole lot of fun! We literally did nothing but lay by the pool. Which is why we both have a bit of a sunburn, but that's ok! Michael even conned me into doing the waterslide with all of the eight year olds, and it was actually fun. I'm clearly not old yet!
It's hard to believe we've only really been married two years. It feels like a lifetime ago, but in a totally good way. I feel like so much has changed in the past couple of years... well, okay. Everything changes when you get married and have a baby. But you know what I mean! Anyway, in spite of a nearly-foiled weekend on the monetary front (how can two adults both not bring along money?), the Lord gave us a beautiful time of reconnecting and refreshment. Still, we missed our little peanut like crazy! [She did fabulously for her Mops and Pops, by the way.]
Now Phoebe has a new hobby: trying to sleep on her tummy. Right now, she's unsure which she prefers: tummy, side, or back. So she's having a hard time getting settled down for her nap. Oh well! We're going to spend the day getting back in the swing of things... laundry, grocery store, some cooking... daily life is calling! Have a blessed Tuesday!
Time is limited, with it being naptime and all, but I just couldn't stand to not blog before heading out of town! Since beginning her cereal, Phoebe has begun to nap really well... but I'm not holding my breath today, since I of course have a lot to get done!
Michael and I are heading out of town tonight. We'll spend the nightwith Mops and Pops, and then get away for a few days at a favorite local "resort". (Phoebe will stay the weekend with her grandparents.) The hotel is beautiful, the pool is to die for, and on weekends they have live music and the best cheeseburgers I've ever had. We plan to do absolutely nothing in honor of our anniversary. We're totally amped up about it. But I'd hate to disappoint our loyal readers by not updating the picture, so here you go!
Phoebe has turned into a total camera flirt. She is hamming it up pretty much as soon as she sees the camera come out. Yesterday she bounced and bounced in her bouncy seat the entire time I tried to take pictures. It's a miracle I had a single one that wasn't blurry or out of focus! Doesn't she look angelic?
Ok, off to pack!
Well, we knew it was coming... but so soon! After Phoebe's four month visit to the pediatrician, it was recommended that she start solid foods! Now, I use the word "solid" very loosely -- the rice cereal that she eats is more soupy than grits -- but she can now eat it twice a day! We weren't sure how she would react, but she seemed to like it! We're not sure how much she actually ate since she wore most of it, but we were proud of her efforts. You can see more of the whole event here.
For all those who are keeping up with Phoebe's rapid growth (Mom), she weighed 12 pounds, 5.5 ounces (50%ile), 24.5 inches long (50%ile). She has exactly doubled her weight since birth!In other news, I just returned home from a girls' beach trip to Destin. My friend Kimberly's boss has a condo (or several) that he owns down there, and he allowed eight twenty-and-thirty-somethings to invade one of them over the weekend. Yikes! It was nice to get away for the weekend, and it was my first time away from Phoebe for longer than a couple of hours. Michael had told me that he and Phoebe would work on my
anniversary surprise while I was away. [Since we're going "away" for our anniversary this weekend, we agreed that our gifts had to be homemade.] I had, incorrectly, guessed that Michael would plant a garden while I was away since he wanted me to "enjoy it" before our actual anniversary. Well, I was wrong! For a long time, we've talked about how nice it would be to have hardwood floors and how badly we needed to replace our carpet... well, Michael endeavored to replace our floors! He did a BEAUTIFUL job, and I absolutely love the floors. It's so fun being married to a talented DIY-er. Unfortunately for Michael, he really is getting a homemade anniversary gift... sorry honey! I love you!
