Bring Spring

I am ready for spring. There were a couple of days at the beginning of Feb. that the snow melted and it warmed up enough to go on stroller rides and be outside. Those days seem long gone. Its been snowing on and off all week and just plain cold. So I am happy to welcome March. Before this one ends (in one hour since mom never posted this), here is a pic from my first Valentines Day in the outfit given to me by my holiday fashion designer, Traci Qualls

I am no longer content running around the living room and kitchen. The stairs have been gated off because I got so fast. So I have resorted to following mommy around with my arms up in the air in the "uppy" position until she finally gives in and holds me. Lets face it, when you are only tall enough to look at feet and calves, things get a little boring. Above 3' is where all the action is. So, I have regressed back to the famous "blue thing". I forgot how great the first 6 months of my life were when I spent all waking hours in it. Here is how I spend my days again.

I mean, what's not to love. I get to be held with my paci and blankie and see what's going on 24/7 and mom has two hands free so she can't blame me for not being able to finish a task in a timely manner. Win-win as far as I can see.

You can see that my left hand looks great. No scars were left when the blisters pealed.  Thank goodness babies heal much better than adults. 

Not much else to report this week. I have given up crawling and  I am a full time walker. While it sounds like I am talking up a storm, I still have no words that resemble any modern day languages. Looks like I will start that phase of my life in year 2, which starts in 2 weeks. Everyone says its sad how fast the first year went by. I say bring on the next one. This is starting to get really fun!

Our SD card reader broke so I can only post phone pics for this post. Better ones next time.

Dancing with my giraffe. I look tall but keep in mind this dress is sz 3-6 mo.

Gray blankie tasting as good as ever

holding my blankie over my head and drinking a bottle= talent

Cheers!

alexa

11 months old

Happy belated Fat Tuesday. I got gypped on the beads but I was sporting the festive onsie. My hand is in festive colors as well because I have a burn. I was helping Michael test the temperature of his hot tea and learned that the best way to do it is NOT by pouring it on yourself. I also learned that teenagers watching the Grammy's don't always make the best babysitters. So mom is making me wear this annoying bandage until the blisters are gone. 

Here are my current stats:

18.2 pounds
26.5 "
8 teeth (4 on top, 4 on bottom)
word count- 0
favorite foods- waffles, bananas, sweet potatoes, pears, broccoli, carrots
not a fan of cherrios or the other puff snacks at the moment
not a fan of pureed food anymore. I like the real stuff



Mom and dad still say I'm a very easy baby. I am happy when I'm awake and I am still sleeping 4 hours at a time at night so it wasn't a fluke. I don't even mind my crib or my own room now. Just as long as someone delivers my food as scheduled throughout the night, I'm willing to continue with this arrangement. 

I am becoming a bigger helper every day. I am learning taxes and paperwork. Mom brought it to Telluride to work on during nap time. I found it in the suitcase and helped her organize it

I am learning where mom keeps things in the kitchen so I can make sure its all put back in the right place

Keeping the laptop clean is also a good idea. I thought I'd wash the keyboard cover

I even help when I'm at others' houses. I got to attend Dr. Cambray's baby shower and helped with the gifts. Charlotte's grandma even joined me under the table because it looked like so much fun

So just holler when you need some help around the house. I can come right over!

Happy Valentines Day

alexa

Active in Colorado

This is going to be one of those back to back post weeks. Mom had really good intentions of dictating my 10 month recap last weekend but once again, the execution just wasn't there. 

As you saw in my last video, I am a walker. I walk everywhere and I'm getting more balanced doing it. Here is another video of my improved skills. I haven't gotten to play on the tennis court yet, but they are letting me play with the balls in the lobby

In keeping with traditional Colorado winter activities, I am also a skier now...well at least a master of the magic carpet. "skier" may be a bit of an overstatement.  The conditions were less than ideal as it was dumping snow by the foot and quite chilly. But there were a couple breaks of better weather so I convinced mom to try it (the fact that she was too cheap to pay for the nursery helped my cause). Our main goal of the day was to get to watch one of Drew's races. They put the course in the middle of the mountain which meant spectators had the option to ski down or hike up (NOT!). So we chose the ski down option. As long as I look like a skier and not a baby in a backpack, I am allowed on the lift or gondola. So I got dressed and ready to go. Lift ticket and all.

We decided it would be best to start on the magic carpet to get the hang of things. I LOVED the moving belt that takes you to the top of the baby hill. My balance was better than moms and I was smiling the entire time

Next was the practice hill. The limiting factor here was plastic skis in powder. Not exactly the fat waisted rockers you normally see on a powder day. But I worked with what I had.

Here I am going down with Drew to get the hang of it

The final challenge was taking the gondola up the mountain and skiing to Drew's race course. I had a blast. Mom, not so much. She had to bend down so I could ski between her legs and said she had no idea how long that run was. We made it to the course but we were going to have to wait 40 racers to see Drew. It was cold and I was only having fun when I was actually moving. So we watched a few of his teammates and finished our run to the bottom. Mom wished she could video it because I was making a "weee" sound as we were going down. Hopefully this weekend will be much warmer so I can practice skiing independently. Mom said her muscles are too old to go down together again and I wouldn't let her take the breaks she desperately needed. Maybe I will work on dad. He is a softy.

Mom will post again in the next day or two with my 11 month old stats and some more pictures. 

Cheers!

alexa