Tag Archives: 5 months

File this under “Things That are Awesome”

Picked up the Hatchling from her second day of preschool this morning (verdict: still loving it), and as soon as the Sprout saw her big sister, her face totally lit up with a HUGE grin. Then they spend virtually the entire ride home just looking at each other and laughing, while the Hatchling kept saying, “I so glad to know you’re here!”

Hoo. That’s the good stuff. Now here are some cute pictures:

The First Day of School
First Day of School

She just at a lot of cookie dough. Sugar high?

I find that having two small girls on the counter is a real aid to cookie-baking
Ellie gets to lick the spatula

Here’s a little video of the Sprout in her bouncing contraption. MAN, I wish they made these for adults.

Well, there goes my mother of the week award.

You know how, when you have a baby, there are all these WARNINGS about things? Most of which involve never leaving your child unattended? Especially when they’re infants? Because they might fall? But of course when they’re newborns they can’t really move at all so you sort of can leave them unattended even though you shouldn’t, and maybe you kind of push that luck a little too long and your 5 month old thrashes around until she sort of slides/falls out of the chair you had her propped up in? While you were (arrrgh) checking your email!?!?!!

Yeah. That might have happened to me today.

(Good thing babies have such hard heads.)

It all balances out in the end

How to Charm Me:
Sleep for 11.5 hours straight through the night. Oh, sweet sleep. Oh, good baby.

How to Irritate the Crap Out of Me:
Sleep an unprecedented 11.5 hours straight through the night, causing me to waken numerous times in absolute certainty that you had died in your sleep and we’d never get to try on all those cute toddler outfits we got, not to mention that I leaked QUARTS of breastmilk all over my pajamas, my side of the bed, and the cat. Oh, engorged boobs. Oh, painful ta-tas.

Just for the record

In the historic and recurring battle of Baby Teeth vs. Mommy Nipple, the Teeth will win.

Every time.


We have teeth, people. Well, specifically, the Hatchling has teeth. Two of them. In her typical overachiever fashion, she decided to cut both of her center bottom teeth at the same time. Now that they’re out, she is much more talkative, and is spending a lot of time making very funny faces as she feels her teeth with her tongue, apparently trying to push them out of her mouth, because what the hell are these sharp objects doing attached to her lower gums? We’ll post some pictures as soon as she lets us take one. TEEEEEEEEETH!