She loves to brush her teeth, however, she will now onlydo it if I put toothpaste on it. Don't freak out, its baby toothpaste, no flouride or sugar.





Yes, we stole pumpkins. Not really 'stole' but more like 'took' them. She pushed the wagon all the way home!






Her cape makes her superfast!




She really likes the Lagunitas IPA.

This is what happens...

...when she wants to go somewhere. She just goes... or tries to, anyway. I think that we are going to be so screwed when she is a teenager! I mean in terms of her being driven, or, motivated to get what she wants. I know that Daddy will fold for sure.

i love her more than you

Everyday its something new.
Yesterday she took two steps by herself. It made me all misty.
Then later that day she bit me and left a hole in my arm. That made me teary as well.
Now she has a little fever. She gets super cuddly when she doesn't feel well, and that makes me all watery like the other things.
My eyes are always wet, which is why I stopped wearing mascara.
Taught how to to do "the robot" on Friday. Thats been the best thing, besides her repeating 'every single word we say', including the colorful metaphors we use everyday.
I miss her when she is sleeping, and love the way she smells.



And she really like being in the kitchen with me at the stove or looking in a pot or sticking her finger or hand in anything I am making. Its damn cute.

Little monster spoon chewer!!

And then she was surprised at herself.

Apologies for the post about removing the blog...

Tired, feeling guilty about not posting enough and not wanting to feel like I HAVE to (but I do) and so on and so forth. I will post pictures, I was reprimanded and so I will post. Was not a pity party. Just tired. Thats all.
Here are some birthday photos and stuff.
Enjoy.

One year old tomorrow.

Not that anyone cares, but Lita will be one year old tomorrow at exactly 1:31 pm.
I am taking down the blog, no one reads it, it has been removed from some lists and I just do not have time to sit and post and wonder if anyone gives a shit.
It was great while it lasted and now its time to go.
I have to go chase my daughter...

Time is a funny thing.

It just keeps passing. She will be one year old on June 19th. Please give me a shot of your finest brandy.
She is totally crawling now, pulling herself up on everything, standing at the safety gate we have in her bedroom doorway and yelling at the dog or at me. Her lungs are very healthy. Its not the yell-cry-momma-come-get-me stuff, she is actually YELLING.
Complete with a scowl and everything. She is NOT fucking around.
I can't believe how much she likes food. I mean its not a big surprise, but given her parents have different diets, she has an awesome palette. Spicy, flavorful food it has to be or she gags. No joke.

She didn't find it funny at all.


Here we are in the Denver airport. She was completely over everyone and everything. No one could get her to smile.





All of a sudden, she is aware of the camera, and she likes to pose or throw a smile. But its really quick, and mostly we miss the opportunities. Slow camera.



Mmmmmmmm ginger fried rice and kobucha squash.



Happy Lita!!!
8 teeth and counting... watch out, she bites you when you piss her off. I am not lying.