A Post

Okay, Okay, Okay. I get it. People actually read this blog and some apparently start to suffer physical symptoms of withdrawal if I go too long without making a post. To all of you, I apologize, a post is long overdue and alas finally here.

So, what's new with Amelia? A singing pig, a limp duck and lots of food. Throw in a toilet paper fetish and a disabled crab and you've pretty much got it all.

It all started with a trip to Connecticut (or for all you Humphrey junkies, "A long long time ago, in a far away land"). It was an eventful trip, captured in a short montage of one thousand two hundred and ninety-five pictures. That's not an exaggeration. It's taken me most of this month just to sort through them.

Grandma Rustici bought this little stuffed pig called Percy. Percy has some special talents. He can sing "My Girl". And, he can dance. Then, he can repeat. And repeat. And repeat. Percy can also hypnotise babies. After a glorious month, Percy is now in a lovely retirement home in our basement, his legs are worn out, he can barely keep his balance and the high notes sound like the early auditions on American Idol.

Amelia is not completely attached to her blankets and "lovies" (the limp duck in particular). She won't go anywhere without them. She even tries to take them into the bath with her. She's also getting terrible stranger anxiety. I think it's do to the teething....she'd had 5 new teeth pop through in the last month. The seem to come in spurts, the top two came in together while we were in CT, then one on the bottom left and just today two more on the top...and it looks like the other bottom tooth is in hot pursuit.

So on to the food. A month ago, Amelia was eating jarred baby food and we were proud of her progress. Today she will barely touch the stuff. She prefers turkey, chicken, ham, roast beef, meat loaf, yogurt, bread, green beans, carrots, pasta, mexican beans (I wouldn't advise trying that at home)...and really whatever else she sees on our plates. The girl has turned into a little eating machine. She literally eats some meals that would fill me up, I kid you not. I don't know where it all goes. We've checked the floor, it's not there. The girl just loves to eat...but by herself, don't you dare try to feed her, she just grabs a handful and shoves it in. She's even starting to master the sippy cup.

After eating, crawling and exploring has got to been Amelia's next favorite activity. She's still waddling around like a crab with a bum knee...we just hope she walks a little better. She just wants to get into everything, especially the toilet paper roll. And to think, I laughed at the toilet roll protector in the child proofing aisle. And speaking of child proofing, what a blanketly blank blank blankety blank pain in the blankety blank blank that is.

And, just in case you need proof that we didn't fall off the face of the Earth, we have some pictures....

Swimming with Grandma Nette Nette and Grandpa Skip on a perfect Sunday afternoon.

A proud new bicycle owner

A few play dates with the crew.