Arizona, wedding cake and pools.

Some more stuff...

My whole day life is about to change again.I need an animal pen or something because once she starts to crawl she will cease to be a mellow baby.







She took the car the other night, but she DID at least fill it up with gas.

Some stuff.

You can insert your own caption if you want to. There are soooo many possibilities...




Zoo time! Went to the zoo in Oakland. Lots of animals. And then there was our pack of kids...




The carousel made daddy sick for the rest of the day.


Aya and Lita's cousin Zoe.






Lita and cousin Odessa!










Aunty Rebecca. She was there when Lita was born. I mean right there, holding my legs up over my head...


Lita and Uncle Chris.

Cakes, naps and other stuff.

Besides being a mom, I am making cakes these days. This one is gluten-free! A doctor from the Whole Child Wellness Center in Belmont ordered it for her husband. I spoke there a few weeks ago. Hopefully it will bring in some dough. These are pictures of the cake. I am just focusing on 6 inch round masterpieces. Its fun!




Lita and Cat!! She is an architect. Lita is going to help her build stuff.


MEOW!





Daddy like to put stuff on her head, and the she like to pose.





So, a few weeks ago I started sleep training her for naps and she has responded quite well. In other words, she goes down for a morning nap around 9ish for an hour or so, then goes back down around 1ish for an hour or so. Every day. Then she goes down for sleep at night around 630ish 7ish. She isn't sleeping through the night, and so far I haven't let her cry it out. I am just too frigging sensitive. However, the lack of sleep is no longer fun and I am slowly losing my mind. I entertain the idea of letting her cry it out every night when she wakes up to play or just tweak my nipples instead of actually feeding. Yeah, I said 'tweak my nipples'.
Anyway, I am tired of not sleeping. I don't think I have slept more than 4 hours at a time since I have been pregnant. So, she might be doing some crying this week.

Constipation, more teeth and stupid mail carriers.

BATHsheba.
She loooooves water. Likes to stick her face in it and choke, scare mommy and daddy, then laugh in our faces and do it again.
This kid...


We thought she kinda looked like a character in Stars Wars or something here.



This is the look of constipation, not consternation.
Poor thing.



Ok, Dot is not a 'dangerous' dog, she's a frickin' Labrador. She is also not 'large'.
She is a runt of a doggy. And then there is the fact that she never even saw or met the mail carrier. He was down at the corner and we saw him pull up and promptly went inside.
Since when did they become such pussies?

Christmas and Shhhhhhhhhhhhasta!

Her great-grandfather and my muffin-top!







The day after we arrived in Hawaii, it was my 36th birthday and my mother gave me this really neat hat... ahem, you know, its cool.






They were totaly sizing each other up. Thats my mother she is with, in case you were wondering.






Her great-grandfather!!








Here she is with her Daddy's mama. I found that whenever I tried to get a photo of her face, grandma dodged the camera. I will capture her one of these days.



Then we went to the snow in Shasta the day after we got back.