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How cool is this new design? For some reason the picture of the baby feet stopped showing up, and I guess the fact that I never fixed it irritated Angie and Ava enough that she designed a new blog for me! How awesome is that (for the record, I don't really say 'cool' and 'awesome' that much, but it seems to come out when I write)? Thank you Angie!!!!
I know I haven't posted in over a week and I'm sure everyone is having major Paisley withdrawal, and I apologize. The warm weather has been keeping us outside lately and I have a really hard time posting/taking decent pictures.

Charles parents are in town, came in yesterday from Utah. I have to say, it's so incredibly nice to have them here. I can hand Paisley off whenever I need to, go take a nap, POST, have someone else change a stinky diaper. I love it. My MIL also brought her fancy new digital camera, so I actually was able to get some decent pictures of P. She's exhausted from all the excitement, she took a 3 hour nap this morning (as did I), and now she's working on her second one. I think I may as well. Sometimes it's really hard to be a stay at home mom.


I think this kid may need a few more toys. It's a little ridiculous.

It's about time

He's gone! He's gone! Sinjaya's gone! Can you picture me doing a little jig in front of the tv? It's about freakin time. I just can't believe he was actually sad. I mean come on, he knew his luck would run eventually.

I let Paisley play alone in her room today while I was in the kitchen, as there's not a whole lot she can get into in there, and I'm starting to feel she's old enough that she can have (a tiy bit) some independence. I came in to find her crib filled with toys, and I just had to laugh, a lot. Paisley smiled because I was laughing, but I could tell it was her, "I'm smiling although I'm not really sure why" face.

She also emptied her wipes from the warmer, and stuffed them back in as soon as she saw me coming. And she very carefully took all of her lotions out of the basket and stood them on the shelf, then placed them cautiously back in the basket, then put them back on the shelf, then back in the basket...

Bad picture day

I think winter may finally be over here. We never got the 3-6 inches of snow that was predicted, but tons of rain and coldness. It's finally back into the 60's today and Paisley and I ran around outside for a bit. She thinks it's hilarious to run away from me, and when she sees me coming she laughs and laughs.

Paisley's vocab has really taken off in the past few weeks. She can point out most pictures on a page when you ask her "where's the sun? Where's the hat?" etc. I tried to get a video of it, but it didn't work so well. I was going to say that she's the smartest kid ever, even smarter than that odd baby on that tv commercial that can name all of the dead presidents which is actually really creepy, but as I write this she has shut herself out of the room and turning the door handle furiously and screaming because she can't figure out how to turn and push at the same time. She also just got mad at me because I wouldn't give her any ibuprofin. She tries to copy most of what we ask her to say, but her words usually start with b's, no matter what. She does say "I love you," or rather "i-loh-ooh!" Melmo is a new one that I think is really cute, but of course they're all cute. Of course.

Ok, this first picture is one of my favorites. P LOVES books. LOVES them. She'll grab one, and then back herself up into our laps.

The rest of the pictures? Well, it should be evident why I don't post very often. I can't get a decent picture of the child, she's always all over the place. The last one is the ONLY decent one out of 50 or so.

My kid is cuter than your kid

There is a WINTER WEATHER advisory today. That means snow. 3-6 inches of snow. Isn't it April? Isn't it enough that ALL my plants and pretty tulips are dead? Now there has to be snow to make it even that much more hurtful?

In happier news, Paisley's new trick is to hit her bottom and say "buh!" It's great.

Happy Hunting

Easter is a good day for Paisley. I guess any day where she's given baskets full of books and candy is a good day for Paisley. Her Papa (my dad) came out for the day, and we let her find her eggs (because they were hidden so very well) after her morning nap. Once she realized what was inside the egg, the hunt was over and she wanted to put as much in her mouth as possible. Including wrappers. She's not picky.

See. Bet you can't spot the eggs.



Paisley's cute basket, STUFFED. Both of her grandparents got her books and other goodies to fill her basket. Lucky duck.
I've had this outfit for her for over a year, and we finally put it on today. Unfortunately it wasn't a day to have an outdoor hunt, and she should have been wearing sweats and a coat. Oh well, she looks cute even if her lips are blue. Actually, they're brown...mmm, chocolate. This might a pose a problem down the road because of how much this kid likes sweets. She doesn't get them very often, but we made an exception today and let her have a bunch. All of my pictures of her face covered in chocolate and jelly bean goop are blurry, but I'm sure it's not that hard to imagine.

Have I mentioned how much this kid likes accessories? Shoes, hats, coats, glasses. I think these glasses are especially charming. I can't believe I actually used to wear them...

She looks like she's about 3

Remember? Member when I had a baby? Like just the other day? What happened to her? There's no baby anymore, just a very opinionated, fun little girl. A girl who loves shoes, climbing onto things she shouldn't, chasing cats, coats, sweets, juice, new people, going bye-bye, her daddy, and tons more. This is the baby I expect to see every morning when I get her from her crib...
But instead I see this big girl. This child who constantly makes me laugh, like having to sit next to Dora, and getting really violently angry when Dora doesn't cooperate. I believe Dora got tossed over the gate not too long after this picture was taken.
We got Paisley's shoes in the mail today. I didn't think the 6's would fit her yet, but they seemed to do okay. Paisley LOVED THEM, of course. I tried to take pictures, but she was so excited she started running up and down the hallway. Those pink blurs? Those are her cool new shoes that make her go so very fast.

P is not very polite when it comes to food. She loves it, and eats it constantly. She had already eaten lunch when I sat down with a bowl of chili and some chips. She asked for a chip, I gave it to her, and then she stuck her little hand in my bowl and stole some chili. And then some more. I finally gave up and put her in her seat with the rest of the bowl. So she could have a second lunch.

Pink shoes rock

I finally got to my 1000 points with the coke tops and cashed out for a $50 Adidas online gift card. I had to get these shoes for Paisley, they're just so cute! I was able to get 2 pairs, so she'll have some to grow into. They actually look like some hot pink shoes that I own, but Charles won't let me wear because he says they're too ugly. I took Paisley to the park yesterday, and as she was swinging, we saw a little girl of about 3 running down the sidewalk and completely wipe out. She started crying of course, and her mom came and got her, hugged her, etc. Paisley got out of the swing a few minutes later, went to the same spot on the sidewalk, lay down, and started fake crying. I think we have an oscar winner in our future.

Charles is gonna be mad I told...

Congrats to Beca and Andy on the birth of their 3rd baby girl! She's beautiful.

I've been really lax about posting lately, but Paisley has been incredibly cranky all week. It's taken all of my power to not find some gypsies for her to live with. I'm not sure if it's an age thing, or if it's a sickness thing as she's had a runny nose, or if she's just bored with me. Probably some of each. This is the day I let her do her own hair. She's really good. She took the brush and brushed it all forward, rather violently.
Same day. Please don't judge my abilities as a mother on what she's wearing. This child throws tantrums to wear shoes, so I just grabbed some socks without trying to match them. Because her feet smell SO BAD if she doesn't wear socks. I thought that didn't happen until they got older? Same with bad breath, but obviously my theory was completely wrong.
I took the weekend off from mothering and left P with Charles while I went to a bridal shower/bachelorette party in KC. There's nothing to make you feel old like REALLY wanting to go to bed at 10, although the limo wouldn't be taking us home until 2. Anyway, I was really nervous about leaving P, not that I didn't trust Charles, I've just never left her that long. I was away from her for 44 hours!!! Sure enough, about an hour after I left on Friday, she fell down our neighbor's concrete steps onto her head. The pic is blurry, but see the bump and bruise? My poor baby. And tonight? She was in our big rocking chair and rocked it so violently that she tipped it over and ended up across the room. Really. We're not doing this to her.