Shopping for... a helmet?

This is probably a total "you had to be there" thing, but its something I want to remember forever, so I thought I'd write about it here. :)

Today, Nate, Lizzie, and I went out and had a fantastic lunch together, and on the way home, passed by a cycle shop. We were almost home when Nate thought we should turn around and take a look at this shop since I am in the market for a new bike.

So we turned around and went the mile and a half back to the cycle shop. He said he is going to run in to make sure its worth getting Lizzie out of the car and lugging her in. Several minutes later, he gets in the car looking all sheepish and tells me to drive.

What happened inside is this:

Nate poked his head inside the door and saw that the cycle shop was in fact a motorcycle shop, and not at all a bicycle shop. As he is shutting the door, the salesman asks, "What are you looking for today?"

Nate, so as to not look like a complete fool by simply saying, "Just didn't know if this was a motorcycle or bicycle shop," and then quickly leaving, stepped in, looked around, and said, "Uh... helmets."

So the salesman goes over all of the helmets with him, telling him which ones had blue tooth capabilities, which ones had two speakers as opposed to one, etc. (by the way, helmets have blue tooth and speakers??) Then he asked, "Is this for a dirt bike or a road bike?"

Nate: "... Road."

Salesman: "What are you riding?"

So at this point, I thought Nate should have just said, "A motorcycle." I think that would have been hilarious. But since Nate wasn't sure of any actual names of any motorcycles, he said, "Um..nothing yet."

After the salesman talks a little more about the helmets, probably wondering why the heck someone would shop for helmets before actually owning a motorcycle, Nate said, "Well, my wife is in the car, I better get going! Its nice to know you guys are here!"

As I am driving away from the motorcycle store, he is telling me this story, and I am literally crying and shaking from laughing so hard and considering pulling over. I asked him if he was going to buy a pretty helmet first so he could get a motorcycle to match.

So, needless to say, bicycle shopping today was a big FAIL!

Happy Father's Day!

Somewhat less scrawny

I took Lizzie in for her weight check today and she's up to 14 lbs 11 oz. So now she's in the 5th percentile instead of below the 3rd percentile. Her doctor was very pleased! He said this is excellent and that she's back on the charts!

8 Months Old!

My baby girl is 8 months old today! She is learning so many new things. And she's really starting to get around. She army crawls all over the place. She pushes up on her knees, but isn't actually crawling yet. She is also sitting pretty well unassisted, although I still don't trust her. So either I am sitting behind her or have pillows stacked around her for when she flops backwards. Oh, and also, she's the cutest baby ever. This week: baby proofing.

"Look mom! My sock!"

She got ahold of the paper and destroyed it! But she looked so innocent doing it. =)

Nap time

Right now Lizzie is FINALLY down for her afternoon nap. The little brat just kept giggling and giggling! When I was feeding her before her nap, I decided I would pretend that I was going to eat her foot. She thought I was hilarious! She laughed so much that she got the hiccups. So then every time she hiccuped, I said, "Hiccup!" and she would laugh harder. I'm so mean. I'm not sure how much she got to drink since she was laughing so much. Oops. (Watching her nurse and giggle at the same time is soooo cute, by the way.) So after all of our fun, she just didn't want to go to bed. So THEN the little monster just played in her crib for a while until she was ready for naptime. Then we cuddled until she fell asleep.

I love that little girl so much.

Messy Face!

I realize other people might not care to see pictures of my baby with food smeared all over her face, but I do. =) Elizabeth has been eating solids for almost 3 months now. She started off with rice cereal, and then moved on to bananas, apple sauce, peas, sweat potatoes, avacados, prunes, green beans, and carrots. She is WONDERFUL with everything so far. There hasn't been any thing that she won't eat. I am very relieved about this! I know it probably won't last, but for now, I am so glad I don't have a picky eater! And now, here are a few food smear pictures.

The girl hates sleep!

Which really stinks, because her father and I LOVE sleep. Every once in a while, she'll tease us with sleeping all night, or at least a really large portion of the night. Then it is right back to getting up multiple times per night. I don't know what happened! She was doing SO WELL.

Last night was horrible. I hadn't fallen asleep yet when she woke up. Got her back down and I got to lay down for 15 minutes before she woke up again. This continued until 3:30ish. After waking up once more around 6:00, she slept in until around 8:00.

There were days not too long ago that she was regularly sleeping 8-10 hours straight at night. Now we're lucky if we get three hours. I know this could all change by next week. Or hell, by tonight. Or it might not ever change. *gulp*


Although she has gotten a little better since she's figured out how to roll around in her sleep. Sleeping on her side or tummy (I'm not too fond of this...) has been helping a lot. And her naps have improved greatly. She consistantly got 30-45 minute naps before, and now has been getting at least an hour and fifteen minutes for her late morning nap. Often times more. Woot!

So turns out my daughter is a long time member of the "Sleep is for Wussies" club. Here's to hoping I can get ahold of her membership card and tear it to shreds. =)


Here's my angel sleeping peacefully a few months ago. Now I wouldn't dare go into her room while she's sleeping to snap a picture!

Apparently I'm special

I had my two week surgery follow up appointment today. After asking a bunch of questions, I asked my doctor, "So is this very common?"

He said, "Not really... I see it once maybe every five years. And I deliver 300-400 babies per year."

WHAT? Once every five years and it had to happen to me?? Out of 1500-2000 deliveries, it was mine??

He said, "You always wanted to be special, right?"

Okay fine, but maybe in a little less painful way!

Good thing Elizabeth is so cute. ;)