October 12, 2009

  • It Really Figures....

    The Princess brought the baby over late (almost 4pm) because she had stayed last night with her fraternal grandfather who didn't get her home until almost noon.  The baby had eaten and was in desperate need of a nap so they put her down for that.  She was truly tired because she didn't wake up until 3:30pm.  She was still in the waking up stage when they brought her here. 

    I guess they  had been at the house last night (Saturday night) until almost 4am.  The Princess fell asleep around midnight but Johnnycakes kept cleaning until around 4am.  They still had some cleaning to do but I guess the big thing was going grocery shopping.  I guess they had stopped doing a big shopping a couple weeks ago anticipating the move and had been pretty much buying food almost day-to-day.

    It took me a while before the baby was in the mood for putting on the nightgown and jammies and, by then, it was almost dark.  The pajama bottoms are a bit big on her but the worst thing was the waist.    I used a pair of her pants from an outfit for the measurement but I guess she's lost a bit of weight since she last wore them because the waist is about two-and-a-half inches too big.  Big enough that they kept falling down to her hips, such as they are.    But she didn't want to take the top off at all.  She just grabbed the bottom of it, tugged down and wouldn't let me take it off her.  She just kept saying *MINE!  MINE!* so I let her keep it on.

    It was cool out when they dropped her off here and I was a bit upset because she had a little spaghetti strap top on and no shoes OR socks.  She was cold and I wrapped her up in my afghan to warm her.  I know that she can be willful at times but....come on!  Keep her warm with at least a pair of socks on her feet.

    We didn't get any pics of her in her jammies.  She was just totally uncooperative today.  I should just have taken pictures of the pajamas and the nightgown for all anyone would have been able to tell.  I'll try again next weekend.  Hopefully, I will have my sewing machine back by then so I can fix the pajama bottoms.  I could just tighten up the elastic but it would sure leave her with a poofy bottom.  :laughing.  We'll see when the time comes.

    When she left, I was tired.  I spent all my time just playing and talking to her.  She's starting to actually talk in sentences...sort of.  She held up her sippy cup to the Beast and said, *This is my cup*.  I thought it was cute because even the Beast was surprised at how clearly she said it.  I took my overdue nap and really forgot about getting this blog done until Bratfink yelled at me. 

    My apologies to those that look for it as soon as it's posted.  Love you all.  Have a wonderful day and a great week.