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Racing box. No?

Since Bug has begun eating solids, we've been having to clean up A LOT in the kitchen.  This girl is messy with the bottle and even more messy with solids, requiring a bath after being fed.  Rice cereal was a no go for her, even with the addition of sweet potato for flavoring.  She takes in about half the amount and for the last few nights, we've gotten back to a full 10-12 hours of sleep.  AMEN!  Our prayers have been answered!  Mommy and Daddy were so exhausted from Bug reverting back to her newborn ways. 

Seriously, Bug gets so many gifts.  With the way she's eating, we're gonna need to request pampers and LOTS of bibs!
 Dad got home and this was the messy little face he saw...
 OMG...such a mess.
Take note of the first bib in her hand.  That was dirty too.
 Really, really, really wants to feed herself.
 On Saturday, we went to my Goddaughter, Sophia's first birthday party.  (Thanks, Uncle Nelson, Auntie Elizabeth, and Grayson for this beautiful dress!)
Bug greeting the birthday girl!
 <3
 Sophia had an owl themed birthday. How cute are these cupcakes?!?!!?
 After Sophia's birthday party, we headed to my sister's place, where we spent some quality fun time with Ninang and Ninong.  Here's our Bug in a bag!
 Ninang, Bug, and soon-to-be baby Martinez at Starbucks, talking things over. :)  Bug is going to have to adjust to Ninang having another baby because once baby Martinez arrives, she might have to share Ninang.
 No amount of wipes could fix the mess she made in her diapers.  This called for a bath.  (I told you...solid food.)  AAANDDDD...she didn't even make a sign that she did anything!  It was a silent killer!  We magically discovered it!  Look at her- so proud of herself.
 While at Ninang and Ninong's place, we helped them pack up their stuff so they can begin moving.  Can you tell from the look on her face how much she loved being pushed around in a moving box?  You're right- it freaked her out.  We really need a boy in this family.  Even this adrenaline junky baby got scared.  Now I know what frightens her.  (Mental note:  do not use a box as a race car.)


Bug has also learned how to say shake her head "No".  I assume it's from the kids being put on timeout at day care.  Check it out...she thinks she is so funny...


God Bless,
Kat



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