The things a Mommy gets to witness

On Sunday, while Bailey's Daddy was at the Chiefs game, Mommy and Bailey hung out at home contemplating Christmas decorations.  Then, Mommy got to see the cutest thing ever, Bailey was walking around in Mommy's shoes!  She hadn't done this before, but maybe that's because Mommy used to just wear flip flops or her Crocs.  I still haven't checked to see if the photos turned out.

Sunday was the same day Daddy had them meet him in Olathe at 5 so Mommy could have some away-from-home-time with Jamie.  It wasn't even raining at home, but soon after Mommy and Bailey were on the highway, but far enough where it was too late to turn around, the rain came down, very, very hard.  It was scary.  It'd ease up, and it'd get worse again, and just as Mommy thought it was bad enough, it got so much worse once they got on their exit.  At the stoplight, the rain was coming down so hard on the car, it shook and sounded like the car was being beaten up brutally.  Instead of being scared or crying though, Bailey giggled.  Yeah, she giggled.  She found the experience amusing, rather than traumatizing. 

I admire how fearless she is.  But I must admit, it worries me a lot too.

Anyway, after Mommy panicked just a bit and then unfogged her windows when she realized that was half the problem (but two other people had the same problem, so don't laugh) they made it safely to their designated meet-up point.  I have to wonder how many people meet in that same location to swap things.  Drugs, divorce documents, children.

Then Monday, she sneezed a real sneeze (as opposed to her typical fake ones) and she actually covered her nose and mouth when she did so.  It was precious, even though it may be such a tiny thing to most people.  She's amazing.

Yesterday, Bailey had her first non-vaccination-related-fever.  She still has it today too and it just keeps getting higher, even with the baby Tylenol.  She won't eat either and she just continuously sleeps, which isn't like her at all.  The sleeping part that is.  But she even passed up good stuff to eat yesterday.  She moans a lot and whines and it's quite heartbreaking.  As soon as her doctor's office opens, I'm calling.

Weighing In

There are so many things I keep meaning to write about in Bailey's blog, and then I never do.  Last Monday, Bailey and her Mommy were both sick and went to their doctors.  Bailey weighed 20 pounds and 2 ounces, but that was with her clothes on, coat, diaper, shoes, and drinking a nearly full bottle, so we're lucky if she actually weighs 19 pounds.

I'm adding more entries simultaneously.

Harry Potter and the lost shoe

Bailey's father and mother finally were able to see the Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire in the theater today.  Their last attempt failed miserably when everyone in the theater, well, even the whole casino, were evacuated due to reasons unknown.  So, we tried this all over again today and this time, it was a success.  The movie was seen and enjoyed, and Bailey got to spend some quality time with her grandparents.

She keeps them busy too, just like she does for her fortunate parental duo.  Grandpa had a mildly amusing story to share.  While outside playing with one Miss Bailey, he suddenly noticed she was missing a shoe.  The search was on and was producing no results.  He learned that it's almost impossible to find a tan suede shoe among the brown grass and leaves.  He had to call for reinforcements, so Grandma aided in the search mission.  Luckily, two detectives are indeed better than one and Bailey has given everyone yet another story to share with the world and later laugh about.  She's quite sweet.

Picture Perfect

  This Mommy was a basketcase for no reason concerning the family portraits, which is obvious by looking at them.  These were our first professional family shots and we have nothing but pride.

 

 

The lady also took some of Bailey by herself and she was just so well-behaved, even while tearing the lady's photo set apart.

 

More of these can be found on her website.  But they're fabulous, yeah?

Giving Thanks

Happy Thanksgiving to all and to all, soon a good night.  Bailey and Mommy have been sick this past week, so we stayed at home instead of going to Grandma and Grandpa Hudson's as originally intended. 

She also hasn't really acted ill.  She coughs, but over all, she's handled this sick bit a lot better than her mother has. 

It was NOT a total loss of a day though.  We made our own dinner at home, complete with turkey, rolls, mashed potatoes, stuffing and yucky cranberry sauce.  The yucky stuff?  Yeah, of course that was Bailey's favorite part.  She'd never had it before, but she sure ate it like she had!

Giving thanks finally means something now that there's a Bailey.  Everything is so much better.  Always.

Movie Critic

Bailey and her father are in the living room right now and she's already done with yet another DVD.  The last few days have entailed Bailey's finicky tastes regarding her DVD collection.  She'll watch four minutes of one movie, and then be ready for another one.  She even helps pick them out.

About fifteen minutes ago, she was helping pick out another one, two choices ago, and while doing so, inspected one of them thoroughly, both front and back.  It was hilarious because she was checking out the cover, and then flipped it to the back of the case.  It appeared as though she was reading the back for the synopsis.  Heck, she probably was.

Breaking and Entering

I wanted to take a moment to brag about how my daughter just managed to break off the entertainment center door.  Luckily, she wasn't injured, only the door was.  I guess we no longer have to get after her for opening it and then slamming it shut...

There's always a bright side. :)