7 Months Old and Rockin'

To celebrate her 7 month birthday, we bought her some warm sweaters and jackets.

This one is a favorite. I know it's not pink, but brown does go with everything... plus we get to call her Fuzzy Wuzzy.

Fuzzy Wuzzy was a bear.

Fuzzy Wuzzy had no hair.

We also let her clean her face after eating now. This is how she cleans her face - she puts the towel in her mouth and smiles.

She can also say another very important word now.

And of course she rocks!!

The things she can do...

Oh the wonderful things Brooklyn can do.

She can sit up now (for only a few seconds before tipping over) without assistance.

She can pull the blanket over her head while on her tummy! I personally thought this was a pretty cute trick.

And, while we did not get a picture of the event (too traumatizing... for us) Brooklyn can jump, yes JUMP... literally... out of her Bumbo. She was sitting on the table (yes, we know it is NOT meant to be placed on raised surfaces) and while I was making her breakfast, Matt was standing next to the table. She was sitting perfectly in her little Bumbo, but just as Matt turned away from the table, we heard a "THUD". We both turned back and she was crumpled over on the side of the Bumbo on the table face down. It was not as traumatizing for her as it was for us (mainly Matt as he felt personally responsible since he was closest). Luckily, there was no bump or bruising, and she holds her grudge against the table instead of us.

Kiss the Cook!

Thanks to the encouragement of my wonderfully talented mother-in-law and my own incredibly gifted mother I have given cooking another try. Those of you who know me well know that the kitchen is the last place you want me when it's dinnertime. I have never been much of a cook. Now I have, on occasion, successfully followed a recipe or two (mainly the sweet ones) and made out pretty well, but even following a recipe, for me, was daunting. It would take me hours and I would have to re-read it over and over again for fear that I would mess it up (which I'd done before and, to this day, hadn't heard the end of it from my husband).

Now that I am a stay-at-home mother, I find it very necessary to be able to cook well. Not only for my child's sake, but for my husband's as well. I have tried several recipes and have even ventured out from my coveted book of recipes and "winged" a few things. I have met with success quite a few times, now, and even have had the courage to try and cook some of Matt's favorites that his mom cooked for him growing up. Here is a picture of one of his favorites, chicken broccoli and pasta casserole (it was sooo good and I was soooo proud of myself that I had to take a picture - and yes, Matt laughed at me taking a picture of our dinner).

She may say "Da-da" but she laughs at Momma!

Shaved Head

Yesterday, Matt had gotten so sick of his hair that he asked me to shave it all off (again) (we went through this a year and a half ago, too). So I did. We were a little worried that there would be some balding spots that would now be noticeable. Luckily, he still has a full head of hair. Sometimes I wish I could just shave off all of mine, too. I don't think I would look as sexy, though. :)

Matt says the real reason for shaving his head was to make Brooklyn feel better about her bald head. What a great Dad!!