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Typical

We love spending time with our families.  This weekend, after having some family time, just the three of us, we got to spend some quality time with Uncle Scott, Ninang, and Ninong.

Bug waiting with Ma-Ma and Da-Da at Toyota, while the car got serviced.  She was so good on Saturday morning!  They said the car would take two hours, so we decided to leave it and walk around Pasadena.  When we got back to the dealership, it took another hour and a half and the car was already done! The entire time, Bug made some friends at the dealership and hung out in the stroller, talking...LOUDLY.
After the car was done, we went to have lunch with Uncle Scott.  Unfortunately, I have no pics with Uncle Scott.  Parental FAIL.  I charged my camera just for that and nothin'.  Nada.  I apologize. 

After lunch with Uncle Scott, we went to keep Ninang and Ninong company.  Although Bug caught a fever that night, she was still in a semi-chipper mood.  By the way...who needs toys?  This girl loves chip bags!  It kept her preoccupied forever.  (Yeah, we're those parents.)
After staying awake all day, Ninang took Bug upstairs and forced her to nap. When we checked on them, this is what we found...
Tell me you don't think this is the cutest moment EVER.  EVER.  What a natural!  My sister is going to make an amazing mom. Good thing because that baby's coming out soon!
Ninang's method to get Bug to sleep:  Hug her tight and don't let go.  (If you know Bug, you know that staying still is not on her list of talents.)  How long did this nap last?  Oooh...20 minutes.  ::SIGH::  Typical.

Oh, we're still practicing the crawling thing.  It's going to happen soon, folks.  I can feel it.  We went gate hunting yesterday and found nothing that was right for us.  The search continues.  We did buy some safety locks for drawers and outlet covers, though.  Parental SUCCESS.
Check out Bug's push-up in this video!
These days, it feels like anticipating what Bug will do next is next to impossible.  It more or less feels like we're trying to catch up! She is growing so quickly!

God Bless,
Kat

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