Music

Being with baby G all day makes it hard to do much except listen to music...here are a few of my favorite songs at the moment.

Ryan Adams-Come Pick Me Up-from the Elizabethtown Soundtrack

The best line in this song...You know you could, I wish you would, come pick me up, take me out, fuck me up, steal my records, screw all my friends behind my back, with a smile on your face.



And two from Baby G's shows that I've grown to love:

Audra Rox-I Hope My Mama Says Yes

The best line in this song: Can I have some apple pie in my corn flakes?!

I Hope My Mama Says YES! AudraRox


Lisa Loeb-Roll Jenny Jenkins

Blood everywhere

Today while G and I were watching Yo Gabba Gabba she decided to dance.

In general she is pretty stable on her feet. I don't have to be too close to her because she DOES NOT fall down. Today was another story. She was standing up, dancing, and holding onto her red polka-dot chair and thud, the hit was so loud that I seriously thought she had just flipped the chair over...but no...it was her face that hit the ground (hardwood floors) that hard.

I got to her and she was covered in blood...and then I was covered in blood...and then the floor was covered in blood...and then the towels were covered in blood...you get the picture. I am in general pretty good with blood, no problems seeing it, etc...but not when it's your own kid. I have never ever ever ever seen her bleed, did I say I've never seen her bleed?!?! She just kept pressing her face into my neck and bouncing on me and climbing on me...I was in shock...I had no idea what to do, who to call, how to react. I didn't know if she had knocked out any of her 6 teeth, if she had maybe swallowed one of them, if her nose, neck, ears, whatever was/were broken...I didn't cry which looking back I can't believe but WOW...here's a couple of pictures.

You can't see it but there is blood all over my neck, arms, hands...you would think I had single handedly taken out a few members of a gang or something.

Pizza Night

The really great thing about having a kid baby G's age is that she can, pretty much, eat whatever we eat.

Last night was pizza night and I had been a little bit nervous about giving her pizza in the past because I thought it was a little thick, had a little too much seasoning, etc...but last night I was not in the mood to cook anything extra or heat anything up. So we tried pizza.

At first she just picked it up and let if fall out of her fingers. Then she put her fingers in her mouth and got a taste of it...then...she ate two entire pieces!!!

We were also having salad with dinner so we gave her tomatoes, which I hate, but she loved! So for dinner baby G had pizza, cucumbers, and tomatoes...yummy!

This is opening up a whole new world to me. I'm guessing I'll still be boiling vegetables for her for awhile since I hate veggies and rarely cook them with meals, but everything else is fair game! What a milestone.

Standing Up!

Lots and lots of changes around here for baby G! Tomorrow she will be 10 months old and with that comes 6 teeth, not much hair, lots of babbling, no walking but tons of crawling, her first and only taste of cat food, climbing the stairs, attempting to go back down head first, playing with dirt, eating dirt, swinging alone and with mama, the words peek-a-boo but not Mama, stranger danger leading to climbing all over me, finally being recognized as a girl, preferring to be held by men and screaming when women approach her, and one funny night of being sick and sleeping with us...she was against me all night and then she was gone...where was she? She had flipped herself around and was head down with her head on my knee, under the blankets, sweating away...so cute!!!

Here she is standing straight up!

The sad state of reality TV!!!

As most of you know I am a reality TV junkie...I love it all and I watch it all, dvr'd of course ;)

But recently I've noticed a truly disturbing trend amongst the shows, the parents of the "stars" and what they say to them.

Example 1: A Double Shot at Love on MTV---premise---bisexual twins try to find love among a group of straight men and lesbians. I know what you are thinking they deserve whatever they get and I agree except when it comes to their parents. When the "Ikki Twins" were down to the final three candidates for their love they met with their parents and their father actually said to them something along the lines of...what more can you be other than trophy wives!!! Can you believe that, disgusting. The twins actually cried and he said nothing!!! Bastard.

Example 2: The Girls Next Door---premise---The lives of Hugh Hefner (Playboy founder) and his three live in girlfriends have cameras follow them around day in and day out...very good show...lots of nudity, etc...I digress. In the most recent episode, Kendra, Hugh's youngest and least attractive girlfriend decides that she wants to leave the mansion and live her life, she moved in at 18 and is now 23...so she tells her mom and grandmother first. What do you think happens, they tell her she can't do it. They question her, can you write a check, can you cook, do you know how to do your laundry, have you ever done your laundry. Her mom even says, you know when you dial 0 on the phone you won't get the butler! Kendra is visibly hurt and lets them continue.

I am disgusted by these parents...who says this to their children? If any of your ever hear me say anything even remotely like this to baby G, please slap the shit out of me.