Yesterday the best thing happened: Maizey smiled at me...twice! This is technically too soon for a smile, according to books, but I know this was not a "gas" smile, this was my baby smiling at her silly mama. She did it again this morning. All I had to do was flash her a big smile and talk silly to her and she smiled, and it's the cutest smile I've ever seen.
We also took Maizey to her first movie last week, unfortunately it was Forgetting Sarah Marshall. Kirkland Parkplace offers movies every other Friday morning that you can bring your babies to. They turn the volume down a bit and everyone accepts that babies will probably cry during the movie. But our exceptional baby didn't make a peep. We had a lot of fun, even though the movie was subpar with gratuitous male full-frontal, we plan to go every other Friday through the end of the summer. Ryan's Google calendar is packed full.
We're taking the baby to the cabin this weekend, it will be her first visit to Tahuya. I'm hoping that I can manage away from home. I'm nervous about forgetting something of vital importance--like my hooter hider/nursing apron. But mostly I'm really excited for Maizey to get to experience the most important place in the world to me. I can't wait to sit around a bonfire with her, or to take her on long walks alongside the canal.
As for the rest of us (the dogs and Ryan and me), we stink. It's hard to find the time to shower. And, Louise needs a bath like nobodies business, she's beyond even smelling like dog--what comes after a dog? A monkey? Okay she smells like a monkey. I'm mourning the loss of my waistline, and the loss of a closet full of cute clothes that all I can do now is look at. I'm becoming an everymom who wears stretchy fabrics and rotates the 2 or 3 outfits that actually fit, so that every time you see me there is a 1 in 3 chance you've already seen this outfit and then the chances rise with each subsequent visit. My hair has become more of an obligation than an accessory, and the pedicure I got the week before Maizey came is crumbling away faster than you can say "I'm due for a pedicure." Ryan is doing significantly better than me, he showers more often than I do, and he finally managed to mow the lawn and weed the beds this weekend. I think that our neighbors were getting concerned that if they came to the front door they may have to call the police to report a suspicious, foul odor--now they know we're alive and kickin-ish.
Life is good.
Here are more photos of the worlds cutest baby:
Mama and MaizeyDaddy and Maizey takin' a napRockin' yet another cute outfit from Auntie RickiFirst trip to the park. It was a little chillier than anticipated!Nappin--againNappin' in her crib
Getting ready for her first trip to Home Depot
Recovering from her first trip to the Depot...
Being the cutest baby in the world. Ready for our trip to the doctor this morning.