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"Accident"

This weekend we were supposed to go see my friend in Oxnard, but she got sick. Although we missed out on seeing my friend, we were able to spend some quality time together, just the three of us (with some appearances by my parents and Uncle Scott as well).

On Saturday we took Bug to our old "hood"- Burbank.  Sometimes I miss Burbank.  Don't get me wrong, I love where I live now, but I have so many newlywed memories of Burbank and taking lots of walks there and sometimes I just miss it.  We decided to have lunch at the one place I miss the most in Burbank- Chadaka Thai.  Mmm...just thinking of it makes me salivate.

If you've ever had these curry dumplings and fried calamari with white wine pesto sauce, you'd miss it too.
TRUST ME.
 We did some play time in the mirror too!
 Bug's new "thing" is laying her head on your shoulder.  Oh, how I've waited forever for this day when she doesn't push me away. I'm sure she'll push me away again, but for now, she's leaning on me all the time.  I heart these moments.  I really do.
 Remember the Baby Einstein jumper I posted a picture of in the last blog?  Well, we got it on Saturday and it is A-MA-ZING!  After lunch, we bought it and could not wait to put it together so we could stick our hyper little Bug in it.  Dad got it out of the car and began assembling it and I ran off to the market while Bug watched Dad assemble her new toy.  Before I left, I did mention to my own little Einstein/hubby that although he is an engineer, for the baby's safety, he should probably read the directions first.  I trust the hubs can design a bridge, but baby toys are ridiculous and have an insane amount of pieces!

Check out the final product!
 SUCCESS!  (Yeah, she's only got a diaper on.  It was hot on Sunday!)

The next day, Uncle Scott came over and Bug showed him all the bells and whistles on her new toy.
That's right, folks.  It's the thumb in her mouth.  This is becoming habitual.
This girl LOVES Uncle Scott. We spent the entire day with him and she was ALL giggles. Then he left and we had our fussy Bug back.  He sure tired her out because she passed out at 6pm and I didn't see her again until 5:30am.  Come back, Uncle Scott!  Can you come over every day?

By the way...while at lunch with Uncle Scott, Bug had her first ever "accident".  She did a big #2, out of her pants and the only back-up outfit in my diaper bag was too small.  Parental FAIL.  So sad because just a week ago, that same outfit did fit.  ::sigh::  Note to self:  check emergency outfits every week from now on!

That's all for now, folks.

God Bless,
Kat

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