Baby Girl's Walking

Over Thanksgiving weekend Cosette took her first steps! She is fearless and determined to practice walking every chance she gets. She wants someone to hold her hand and walk her around the house and she yells angrily at you if you stop, ever. We all have kinks in our backs from walking her around. It's so cute seeing the tiny girl who weighs just over 16lbs and is 10 months old taking real steps (up to 3 in a row today). I had to buy her walking shoes and the 0-6 month size is swimming on her.

Here's a dangerous new trick she came up with today.

Ambition

Man am I feeling ambitious and energetic today! I decided errands, shopping, returns, and lunch would be doable with both kids today since our favorite drop-in daycare was full. So far so good. Jack did pee in the aisle at Babies R Us and that was inconvenient. Luckily I did have back up pants with me. Unluckily it soaked into his shirt and I didn't have an extra. I briefly considered squeezing him into one of Cosette's pink onesies or leaving him wet, but both of those options were unappealing. Since we were in a baby store buying a new shirt was the logical choice and we found this cute astronaut tee on clearance and moved on with our day! The other pic is the 3 of us enjoying lunch at Erik's deli.

Collaborators

She's Cruisin'

Cosette takes her very first look at a walker toy. She knows just what to do! At 9 months she is standing for up to 10 seconds without holding on, walking around the edges of furniture, and now pushing everything that will move. She also spent 1/2 an hour today going up and down a step on our front stoop, practicing, practicing, practicing. She wants to master it and is very determined.

In other things that happened today, Jack tried to strangle her with my dental floss. He's also started to call Dan and I "kids." As in "it's my turn kids!" and "hey, stop that kids!" His other favorite phrase is "Stop talking!" yelled at any adult who is talking to someone other than him. Needless to say we are working on respecting others in our house.

We've also had some exciting poo incidents this week, the best of which was a very public scene at a toy store. I had just finished with my Baby Bootcamp (exercise class I do while pushing the kids in the stroller) and Cosette had fallen asleep and Jack was content, so I decided to walk around the nearby shopping center before going home. No use in getting home too early and not having other plans for the rest of the day. I barely squeezed the massive double BOB stroller through the door of the local toy store. Cosette snoozed in the only nook the stroller would fit in next to the door and Jack went straight to the train table to keep himself busy. I browsed the small shop, happy to have a moment to myself. There was a noticeable silence at the train table and I peaked over to see Jackson in a pooing posture. I ran to warn him to wait for the potty, but the damage was done. Bummer. I went up front to pay for my items so we could leave right away and find somewhere to clean up. I had been gone a few seconds when I look over and see Jack pantless in front of the trains! I ran over and the poo had fallen out of the undies on was rolling around on the floor! Ahhh! Gross. I told him to stand still and ran to my stroller, only to realize that I didn't have wipes or anything helpful with me since I had just come from class and didn't have my whole diaper bag. I panicked. Then I thanked God that I had just stuffed some extra napkins in the stroller from a cafe and used those to scoop up the poo. By the time I had thrown it away outside Jack was happily playing at the table again and Cosette was still sleeping happily. This may speak to my unwillingness to take two bored children home for the rest of the day, but I decided that we might as well stay and play longer since the poo was out of sight. Gross, but what can you do? We were very fortunate that the store was almost empty during all of this or I'd hate to think of the looks I would have gotten from other moms.

Who's Son?

This morning I caught Jack reading the ads while eating breakfast. Classic Dan move. One of his favorite past times. Dan says he reads the ads so he knows what to want. I texted Dan to say "he's your son!"

...only to find him doing my signature move a few minutes later. Standing in front of the heater vents! I usually opt for more clothing though :)