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Tuesday, May 30, 2006

Not a very good punishment

When Estee is a teenager I will definitely be paid back for the way I treated my parents when I was a teenager. Not that I was so bad but I got pretty fresh at times. When Estee turns to me and says something nasty or uses language that is inappropriate (hopefully she won't but ya never know!)I can't even threaten her with washing her mouth out with soap, the classic punishment for that particular crime. Why, you ask? Well with Estee that would be like saying "If you use that tone of voice with me one more time young lady I am going to wash your mouth out with candy." You see, Estee likes the taste of soap. It's quite strange actually. It's very hard to get her to eat a proper meal half the time, but soap, no problem, she'd devour it if she could. I mentioned a few posts ago that we use dove bar soap to clean Estee now. I also mentioned that she likes to play with it. Well, our cute little game is that she takes it out of my hand and it slips out of her hands and I say "plop" and she tries to say "plop" and laughs. Every so often she gets a good grip on the soap and I can tell she purposely drops it into the water so that I will say plop. It's actually pretty funny. But, usually when she does have a good grip on the soap she puts it straight into her mouth. The first time she did this I figured she would just make that yucky face she makes every time she tries a new food. But, she didn't. She just kept right on sucking! I let her play by the bathtub while I'm filling it up and the first thing she goes for is the soap. When that slips into the tub, she goes for the shampoo, that will be the next snack!
Which reminds me, isn't johnson and johnson baby shampoo called "no more tears?" why is that? Because it doesn't burn and cause babies to tear and cry? Yeah, well, it does! My poor child screamed in pain last night when the shampoo dripped into her eyes.
Hey, that reminds me of one more thing (yeah yeah, off on tangents again) I now not only can't change her diaper without holding her standing with one hand, I also can't wash shampoo out of her hair. I try everything! She rips the visor right off, she won't let me lean her back without twisting and squirming. I used to be able to make her look up at me or something and then pour water over her head but now the second I pour the water over her head she leans her head back down and everything goes in her face causing her eyes to burn and for her to cry and gasp for air. What the heck am I supposed to do? I've gotta wash her hair!! You think I should let her chew on the soap while the visor is on her head to distract her?
(you see, I connected my tangents, not so bad after all!)

Thursday, May 18, 2006

pooped and pooped on

After not posting for a little bit I have many little stories to tell. I could tell you about the diaper change I had a few hours ago in which I could not for the life of me get her to lay down but of course she begins to move around with her dirty diaper open. I could tell you about how cute my first mother's day was and how I made everyone little posters with her picture, her hand print and a poem that read: My dirty little handprint
I've left on every wall
And on the drawers and tabletops
I've really marked them all
But here is one that won't rub off
I'm giving it to you
Because I am so thankful
For a (mother/father/gran) just like you!
I could tell you about all the cute things she has been doing lately- getting her groove on to music, it's really funny, trying to walk, or the funny faces she makes. I could tell you about the drama that unfolded at 9 o clock last night when I found out that my good friend who's babysitter is my babysitter's good friend, was nanny cammed and they fired her based on what they saw. (My babysitter was there too but it's all worked out now...) But alas, I am just too pooped! I had a really long and tiring week (Estee has been waking up between 4:30- 5:30 every day for the day)
So instead I will sum it all up with: I Love my little baby girlie so much I could just eat her! Enjoy these pictures. Sometimes maybe pictures speak louder than words?
ps yes, that is my face she is attacking!






Friday, May 12, 2006

This is the way we brush our teeth so early in the morning

Wednesday, May 10, 2006

some more funny stories with pictures

I apologize for earlier stating that there would be two stories. I wrote one and then Estee woke up and I had to stop. So now I will write the other story plus another few tidbits. (just make sure you scroll down to read the first story...)

Yesterday Estee was playing with one of her favorite toys: Chicken dance elmo!!
The battery has been going for quite some time so every so often while the song is playing it will get a little slower and kind of fizzle out. Last night after playing it a few times and dancing along with him, it lost all sound completely. Elmo kept on dancing but he was no longer singing. But then, he became possessed. He just kept going and going...kinda like the energizer bunny. He kept on going and went right under the dining room table. Estee chased him and chased him. Under chairs, past the legs, all the way to the other side of the table and back until he finally stopped. It was weird...

The other night in the bathtub while I was washing Estee with her soap (we now use dove) she kept trying to take it from me. I finally let her try and every time she would grab it, it would slip out of her hands. She thought this was the funniest thing in the world. Her laughter was so cute, it was the real belly laugh. Tonight she actually got a grip on the soap and of course, put it straight into her mouth, yuck!




some funny stories with pictures

I have two stories with pictures to tell so be sure to scroll down to the next post to read the second one. Estee was cracking me up tonight but of course the extra videos for the video camera were no where to be found!!
I was cooking some chicken for dinner and I knew the second I stuck my hands into the salmanella, ecoli filled raw chicken she would request to be held. She was already following me around my kitchen- which isn't so hard being that it's a closet. I saw her checking out a tea kettle we used to use that is shaped like a cow. I took it out and placed it on the floor. Not only was she thrilled to play with it but she continued to play with it long after I finished cooking the chicken. She then decided it would be a good thing to use as a crutch to help her stand. She then proceeded to push the teapot across the kitchen while she walked/glided along. It was like her own makeshift walker. It was hilarious. I tried to get as many pictures but the second the picture would snap, she'd sit down.




Monday, May 01, 2006

sensory experience

Earlier this evening, Estee closed her finger in her dresser cabinet. To relieve her pain, I ran her finger under cold water. She had a blast as usual playing with the water so I had a brilliant idea. I took a huge bowl, filled it with water and sat her on a towel with the bowl on the floor in the living room. The bowl filled with water was a bit heavy for me to carry so I figured I was safe. She had so much fun splashing around when all of a sudden she took the entire bowl and dumped it upside down. There was water everywhere (of course I was still taking pictures!) She was soaking which is why she's wearing the robe.
(I wanted to put captions under the picture of her on the phone saying "hello? can you hear me? I made a mess, come quick! but for some reason when putting pictures in my blog it comes up as href= stuff rather than the actual picture....)