Thursday, June 12, 2008

Snuggled


Jacie is an amazingly busy kid in the crib. She flips herself all around and manages to get her legs and arms stuck in the rails. As a general routine, I go and check on her each night to re-adjust her into a better sleeping postion. This is what I found. She is actually laying on LaLa's behind. Any good mother would have risked waking the sleeping baby for a shot of that, right?

Food Stories

Funny story. Jacie is not eating very well these days. It’s frustrating, but kids go through those phases, I supposed. In an effort to get her to eat something, he bought her a hot dog at Sam’s Club. She loves hot dogs, so we thought this would be a sure bet. Wrong! She took about 5 little pieces of it before she refused anymore. However, she would eat the bun. So, Ryan being the guy that will do whatever it takes to get you to do something you don’t want to do, hid pieces of the hot dog insie the bun before he gave it to her. It worked for a few bites. Then she spit it out, took apart the bun, got the hotdog out and ate the bun. After that, she had to hold every piece of the bun she as being fed to make sure it didn’t contain a smidgen of meat. Weird? Yes. This kid is determined! She is becoming very independent with her eating. I know, probably seems really late to some of you, but up until recently, she has let me feed her things like yogurt or applesauce. Not anymore. She has to work the spoon herself. A huge amount of it goes down the front of her, but she gets a surprising amount into her mouth. It keeps her occupied for quite some time, too. At least she is getting that. Oh…and she used to gobble up the string cheese like there was not tomorrow. Now, she systematically shreds it, but doesn’t’ eat it. This kid just kills me.
I guess we drink a bit too much soda around here. Funny, because I don't think I drink very much, and I never drink it straight from the can. Its always from a glass and straw. However, you see her mimicking someone here.
We had our good friends Dawn and Paul over for dinner a couple weeks ago. Jacie flat out refused to eat her own dinner, which was the same food the rest of us were eating by the way. I let her down, and she walked right over to Paul and crawled up on his lap and ate HIS dinner.
She loves to feed LaLa whatever she is eating. She has started to feed the t.v., too. The other day she was eating some goldfish, and I walked into the living room to see her trying to feed Telly (from Seseme Street) a fish.
She refuses to be fed, which is great for her developmentally, but crazy messy for me. I have to clean the floor three times a day!

So...this is what happens when you feed her and she is tired. Yogurt gets into the hair, down the shirt, up the nose, all over the table and on the floor!

Wednesday, June 11, 2008

Swartz Creek Hometown Days

Jacie went to her second annual Swartz Creek Hometown Days! Its a lot like a county fair, but on the street. Oh, and fried dough with butter and cinnamon and sugar costs a whopping $5. And Jacie won't eat it. Crazy Kid. Anyway, I thought it would be fun to let her play one game while we were there. We were going to do a ride, too, but the tickets are $1 each, and it takes 3-4 tickets for a ride, so between the two of us, it would have been $6-8. Not worth it for something she won't remember. Anyway, she fished her way to a flourescent orange dog...which she refuses to touch.




She is pointing at the crazy lama's haricut, and the goat (or whatever it is) with four horns. I'm sure she was telling me to NEVER cut her hair like the Lama.
Who would do that to an animal? They aren't poodles! Even poddles don't deserve that!
Look at that crazy animal. He/she has two sets of horns! It was crazy. It kept giving us the evil eye, too, so I kept her far back from it. I was sure it knew we were staring at its strangeness and was getting mad about it.We got rained out of our little adventure.What a bummer of a night. No rides, Jacie refused to eat the elephant ear, and we got totally drenched. And I mean drenched! It was like I pulled our clothes out of the dunk tank or something.The parade was a bit more enjoyable this year for Jacie, but not by much. It was pretty long--almost an hour--, and she'd had enough. We were supposed to go back to the carnival to meet some of our friends, but she wasn't having anything to do with it.
I just had to post this picture because of the miniature bagpipers. Too cute! There was a boy and a girl.

Remember the Washcloth phase?

We are still in the washcloth phase. Its a little different now. She needs more than one to carry around, and has to empty out her drawer in the bathroom to pick just the right ones. I suppose it could be worse. She could be smearing poop on the walls, or peeing on the carpet. She doesn't do either of those--yet!

I'm beginning to think that LaLa is a lamb version of Hobbes, the tiger. Should we just start calling Jacie Calvin?