Wiggles and giggles

So...I know it's been awhile, and NO it's not because I've become famous for my outrageous witty rants and have decided to create a best-seller ;) (one could wish though, right?!?) the truth is...Brad and I are new homeowners! We close on our first home in less than 2 weeks. So, needless to say, we have been packing away....And leeeeet me tell you what, There's nothing harder than having to get an entire house packed up (since my husband travels for 95% of his job) while trying to keep a 5 month old, going on 2 year old, busy! She has been sitting since before she was 5 mos, but now does it all the time. In fact, I don't know how that sweet baby doesn't have a dang six pack! She practically does V sit-ups (for those of you who are trying to picture this- legs are straight out and raised off the ground, as is your head and shoulders....you're trying it right now, aren't you?!? ;) ) She is determined to go from laying to sitting up!!! She'll lean backwards over her boppy (my auto correct keeps trying to change that word to nippy! Ha it's MY nippy and she can't lean backwards over THAT) her head Will be touching the ground and then she's back up and leaning over sideways touching everything in her path! I use the boppy because I'm paranoid! she will face plant every so often when she's really trying to get something out of reach (we all do this, metaphorically or in my case more times than not..literally) :)
I know we discussed that lovely "wandering hand" when she nurses. It has now found my face. The newest place...UP my nose! (Don't worry, I told her about picking her friends and picking her nose, but not picking her friends nose....and the same applies to moms!!)
She talks non stop. Loves politics- she was glued for over 5 minutes to the vice presidential debate. She laughed at them too. Not sure whether it was Biden's teeth or Ryan's nose, but something was awfully funny to her! She does a fake cough and it will lead into a laugh. caugh? Lough? Its TOO cute.
We have almost conquered rolling from back to belly ( the girl loves cardboard and paper...Christmas just got a looooot cheaper :) ) those incentivize her. Sophie the giraffe (who the hell thought of using a squeaky toy as a teething aid?!? I bet they're sitting nice and comfy chillin somewhere laughing at all of us moms with their $20 dog toy marketed for babies!) she loves it though. Anything that makes noise including my mouth! I'm sure people think I'm insane or belong on the american idol out takes (you know the ones you watch, and laugh at..yeah, those!) she just loves music and when people talk to her. She'll talk back too (she doesn't want to be rude and let's not forget she's a girl...what girl doesn't like to talk?) I remember getting in trouble for it in grade school on a regular basis (once I hit 5th grade, it was putting on Chapstick too often..I guess my teacher felt soft lips didn't take precedence over algebra...she clearly didn't appreciate beauty!) Harper appreciates beauty though... she loves her bows (I just wish they didn't leave indentions!) She doesn't pull them out. She loves her color coordinated pacifiers (no i don't call it a passy, binky, nuk, or whatever else they can be called. They are just plain ole soothie pacifiers.) She chews on them like crazy (hello teething!) She is just learning and growing a mile a minute. The best thing is she studies every move I make for longer periods of time (I wish I was that patient...when someone tries to teach me something, I'm over it a minute later.) she will watch when I wave to her in a mirror and move her fingers like she's trying to figure it out. I know every mom says it, but I have the cutest lil 5 month old little girl, I swear!!! Even though I have to resort to ridiculous tactics to make her smile...her wiggles and giggles make it worth it!!! :) I will look crazy (willingly) any day, just to see that gummy little toothless (hopefully not for long) grin! :)

My real life Broadway- Pitch? Please!

Well the party has started...hello teething! Some days I wish my life were more like a broadway musical (you have an issue or problem and all of a sudden out of nowhere everyone around you breaks into song and dance and by the end that magical life changing epiphany has arrived changing the plot for the better so they all live happily ever after)Just replace the catchy song about love or life into some vague resemblance of jibberish about, well, nothing except momentary child entertainment. Oh, and substitute the perfectly "dressed-to-the-nine" (whatever that really means) leading lady with perfect hair and make up...with a spit up stained t shirt, a medusa reminiscent pony tail and yesterday's mascara complimenting those lovely circles becoming more apparent under your blood-shot eyes (okay, okay, okay- maybe that's a biiiiiit dramatic, but you should know this about me by now!). Don't get me wrong, I like to pretend that my rendition of twinkle twinkle little star would turn Blake Shelton and Adam Levines chair around :)...oops sorry, I got a bit distracted. A girl can dream, right?!? ;) now where was I?!? ahhhh yes, but really, there should be a broadway musical about parenthood! Funny stuff happens ALL the time. Just the other day I thought to myself (I know, a lot of crazy stuff goes on up there!) "geeez, I'm glad we don't have a nanny cam otherwise my husband might put me on the midnight train to the looney bin." The things we do to keep our kids happy...I sing, dance, gurgle, jump, tickle...and sometimes all together. Granted my moves resemble a ridiculous broken down robot and my songs are made up versions of what we are doing.(I feel as though my best friend Chelsea may be the only one who really understands that is normal for me!) :)I grab my daughters arms and make her dance while singing lord knows what pops into my head. I also like to sit her in my lap when I'm watching whatever singing show is on (The Voice, Glee and The Sing Off are my all-time faves, but I legitimately watch them all!) and sit there acting as though I could do a better job at singing their song...I even get my Mariah Carey fingers going when I get my "runs" on! (Of course she loves this, and it gets better) I then take it a step further, and during commercials I will decide what hypothetical song I would sing and who I would choose if the judges turned around. My lovely daughter hears me sing AT LEAST 10 random songs during a show. Her favorite (I swear I'm not lying) was Cee Lo Green's "Forget You". Not only do I sing, but I make her dance interpretively (yep, mom of the year...right here!) :) she finds it hilarious (I realize at this point I am officially lost, and am waiting for my inner GPS to recalculate my route to get me back on track to where I was originally going with this...I blame Blake and Adam!) oh yeah..broadway. So, life is a lot easier when it takes place on a stage, with people who dress you and do your hair/makeup without you lifting a finger. It's full of music and a plot that almost never ends badly for the main character. Im going to go to New York and pitch my idea...I'll even let them use my blog name as the title (for a small fortune of course- mama needs some new clothes- refer to my earlier blog!) :) teething has led me to bust out my inner crazy,we will have a chat about my public instances in another rant. Right now, my daughter thinks i have the voice that has that X factor and could sing off with glee at any point in time to be an American idol! (BAM- oh yeah that just happened!) she would turn her chair
around, buy a broadway ticket, promote my playbill because let's face it...I AM her idol and even if I have pitch problems or horrendous choreography, in her eyes it's the BEST! I will take looking and sounding ridiculous for that ANY day. For real...Pitch? Please! :)