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Irish or Filipino?

Here are some tidbits of the happenings around the D. household.

What can I say?  She loves to wear all of her accessories at the same time.  Such a girl.
 Bug helping Mommy run errands after day care.  She sits with her legs up ALL THE TIME. (Not very girly, if you ask me.)  Oh, this was two seconds before I realized she pooped out of the size 2 diapers that day care was still putting on her.  When she moved to size 3 I forgot to bring those sizes to day care.  So in one week we had 3 poop-outs.  Parental FAIL.
 Most Fridays I don't cook.  I spend my entire week rushing to cook dinners and on Fridays I don't.  It's my break time and now that it's Lent, we can only have seafood.  "No Meat Fridays" have turned into "Baja Fresh Fish Taco Fridays". :) 
 McKayla has been craving some attention so while I was organizing things and putting away cards, etc., she plopped her big butt on the lid to the memory box.  Obviously no way to ignore her now.
 Ah...the jumper.  So this was a great solution to not being able to cook.  The only down side to this is that now that Bug has hit 7.5 months, she never wants to be in it alone.  She wants me there to play with her.  Otherwise, if she can't see me, she'll start to whine.  So sad.  I thought this would never end, but according to my baby-know-it-all developmental emails, she's begun to experience separation anxiety.  Awesome.  No wonder she's so attached to us.  And according to the developmental email, separation anxiety is why she's started to wake up once a night every few nights.  Time for some more overnights with Mama and Papa.  This girl needs space...whether or not she thinks it.

She like to multi-task.  Drinking and jumping all at once.  Good for her.  Way to be efficient- gain the calories and work them off all at the same time. :P
 Splish splash!  We moved her tub into our bathtub.  She was starting to make a real watery mess of the floors.  She's so cute.  (Don't even try taking that rubber ducky.  She'll scream.  So, from the time she gets in, until AFTER she's got her PJ's on, she's got that ducky in her hand or in her mouth.)
 On Saturday I met with my friend, Julia to do some DIY projects for my sister's upcoming baby shower and I received this text message from Daddy:  "Do you think this is too much?"
Much better without the pants.  By the way...Daddy also put on a new born headband.  I'm sure her head was hurting after this.
 Yeah, those thighs are for real.
 Guess who's wearing pigtails!??!!?  Yes, my 7 month old has this much hair.  She's probably the only 7 month old who needs detangler.  After every bath, I have to comb out the knots.  Seriously, she needs a real brush, not a comb.  I'm going to go out on a limb and say that I didn't pass on the beautiful fine hair gene.  I passed on the curly-tangled-course hair gene. :)  I'm sure she'll learn how to use a flat iron pretty early on in life. 

Is it just me, or is Bug's hair red?  With each passing day, her hair is a bit more red.
Seriously...is she Irish or Filipino?  Well, both actually.  Hmmm...
God Bless,
Kat

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