A whole lotta nothing - let's not even discuss the nothing. Nothing is dullsville.
Let's talk about the everything instead.
It's been quiet in these parts because we have just been so busy chez nous!
Last week I had my first ever (since she arrived) night out without Sweet Pea.
It. Was. Glorious!
I thought I would worry. Thought I would miss her. Thought it would be stressful for all involved. Nope! She went to bed, and I went out. I left her in the capable hands of Mr. Wonderful, who generally tends to her needs between her bedtime and ours anyway. It was lovely to be out with friends and be able to knit, not entertain. To listen to what they had to say. To not worry about keeping Sweet Pea safe from anything, or anything safe from her. It was a much needed break. I hope to be able to do it again soon. Mr. Wonderful says he's ready anytime.
Friday, my mom came over for her customary visit. She brought Sweet Pea presents! 2 in particular the girl was positively smitten with:
A t-shirt with flashing lights that light when the shirt is moved
and a super sweet quilt with an adorable little monkey on it. You can see her sitting on it here:
She giggled at it, she cooed at it, she touched the monkey. It was so cute!
Friday evening we packed up and went to Sweet Pea's Nana's house for a visit. While we were there, I finished the T the girl is wearing in these pics.
Kaia babydoll with a twist - I did the ruffle on the bottom instead of the lace panel. Super sweet little top. I'm hoping for lots of wear over the summer.
Used the Patons Grace yarn I had picked up to make myself a second Josephine in the pre-baby days.
We also picked up some new shoes, and (finally!) a Sophie of her very own for the girl. I'm very pleased with the shoes we selected. Generally, this baby shucks her shoes the first chance she gets. These ones, she's only been inspired to remove twice - not bad! The only thing I'd change: the sole is a touch slippery for her already shaky balance.
Would I buy them again? Absolutely. Next time, if the store lacks selection (which this store very much did) I'll order them online.
Then there was the excitement of the family dinner on Sunday. Sweet Pea's Grandma invited us all to her house to celebrate my big bro's birthday. 2 babies, one 11 year old, 6 adults. It was actually surprisingly fun. Or at least, I really enjoyed it. No photos. Maybe someone could be inspired to share some with me?? There are some sweet ones of Sweet Pea and Boy Cousin chillin' in the play pen.
Monday we did our birthday shopping for Boy Cousin. He's all set -- or rather we are. Birthday party in 10 days-ish.
And today we've been all over and done all sorts of things. But today's big news: WE HAVE A WORD! She said it on Sunday, but neither the Mr. nor myself thought it could count. After all, she's just 8 months - it couldn't be on purpose?? But it is! Every time our crotchety old cat wanders into her line of sight, Sweet Pea crows "CAT!" Well, sometimes it sounds more like 'tat', or in extreme circumstances, 'at' -- but she does mean it! How do I know? Because she points at the cat! Because she waves and says "AAAaa Tat!" Which translated is "Hi Cat!" Because I'm not leading her (which is to say I don't say cat first in the hopes that she'll parrot.)
I'm so freakin' proud.
Also, she stands, by herself and unsupported for up to 20 seconds at a time. I know because I watched the clock today while she wobbled in front of me. Standing is a bit of a curse, I'll admit -- she won't allow us to lay her down, or sit her down without major drama now. We still do it, we just brace for tears. And how cute is a little pint sized kid, standing all by herself and wobbling away? Adorable, I tells ya!
Waving is also very big in the Sweet Pea universe. Poor little bugger doesn't understand that animals and inanimate objects will not wave back, no matter how hard you squeal and giggle to get their attention. She really doesn't understand people who don't respond. To be honest, neither do I. How miserable do you have to be to completely disregard a chirping tot, waving herself crazy at you? At least smile. At least say hello. Don't break her tender little heart.