BB can now clap his hands, but he only does so to this song that his grandma sings him in Russian. According to her, the very loose English translation goes something like this: “This is so great, we went to babushka’s house and drank!” I guess if you’re only going to clap to one thing… ETA just found it on google: Ладушки, ладушки Где были? У бабушки! Что ели?...
Another day, another grocery store trip
Today in the check out line, I let bb gnaw on some squash. He had yellow squash in one hand and zucchini in the other. I encouraged him to bang them together, but as usual he wanted to eat them. He sunk his teeth into the zucchini, made a face, went back for seconds, made a face again, looked at it, then unceremoniously dropped it over the side of the cart. The funny part, bb, is that I bought...
Things they don't tell you about being a parent
Be prepared to have grabby baby hands in your mouth at any given time for the first year of your child’s life.
Pulling up: Least mobile baby ever attempts...
Yesterday, the bb started pulling up by himself. It’s so cute because he does the little jumpy thing that babies do. Oh beeb, I’m really going to have my work cut out for me when you start running around, aren’t i.
Getting caught on stuff
You know how when you’re walking and your purse or jacket gets caught on something, and you get pulled a step backwards? That’s what walking with bb is like these days. I’ll stand somewhere for a second while holding beeb, and then start to walk away only to find that bb is holding on to something for dear life. BB, I know you find doors fascinating, but you don’t need...
Wino in Training
Today at the grocery store, I was trying to pick out some wine and bb was begging to hold the bottle (begging as in leaning forward with outstretched arms yelling AHHHHHH!”). I gave in because he’d been a bit fussy for the past several minutes and it was nothing to me if he held the bottle and clinked his teeth on it for a minute. This got some very interesting looks from my fellow...
Me: [desperately as BB fusses in the background] You want to go out at noon? What am I going to do with the BB until NOON? Hub: Feed him the blood of a goat? He’s clearly hungry for some goat blood.
nns for the bb
This weekend hub asked if I was going to ever call bb by a nickname. And I said probably not as I’m not a nickname type of person. Then I thought about it, and I already have tons of nicknames I call him: BB, Beeb, B, Little bb (obviously) Boo, Boo-boo (I call his sad face his “boo-boo” face, so I call him by this nn especially when he’s sad) Little Guy (My mom, brother,...
green onions and funny faces
BB went for a green onion today in the grocery store check out line and I said, “Ok, but you won’t like it…” He took one bite and said “uuuggghhh” while shuddering. “Told you,” I said. Though before I knew it, he was going back for another bite. Silly bb!
Everything is hilarious
My baby has the best sense of humor, ever! All day long, I hear him laughing at something. <3
Haaaa hahahaHA haHA ahhhhh
Beeb now makes himself laugh and it’s the best thing ever. Earlier today, he was banging on something crinkly and then cracking up. It went like this: Bang, bang! “Haaaa hahahaHA haHA ahhhh” Bang, bang! “Haaa hahahaHA haHA ahhhhh”
Moving from Laughing with Me to Laughing at Me.
It used to be that I would do something funny and Beeb would laugh. But recently all he has to do is look at me and he’ll start laughing, like I’m just hilarious-looking. Thanks a lot, Beeb!
bb vs cheerios
I gave the bb cheerios while in his high chair today. He brushed them all on to his lap. Except for a few that he picked up, looked at, and then dropped. Whatever, bb. You eat paper off of the floor. You’re not fooling anyone with this picky I-suddenly-don’t-want-to-put-things-in-my-mouth-for-once-because-I’m-in-my-high-chair act. I have no doubt that if I scattered...
My husband and I were lounging in bed and for fun I decided to play an (easy, I thought) imitation guessing game. “Who am I?” I asked and said, “AHHHHHHH” in a high pitch voice while trying to stick my fingers in his mouth. “A retard?” responded my husband, genuinely confused. “No, Beeb!” I said. “He’s never stuck his fingers in your...
We don't ______ in this family
Whenever bb does something I don’t want him to do, I tell him that we don’t do that in our family. I feel like that’s the new “because I said so” but it works for me. Anyway, it’s gotten to ridiculous proportions and is a running joke between me and my sister. Some of the things we don’t do in this family: eat other people’s faces stick fingers in...
My mom, sister, bb, and I went to a baby shower today. It was for someone my mom works for. We showed up and my mom took B and said, “Hey, I brought a baby for the baby shower!” They all couldn’t stop commenting on how good B was. And I was like, well duh, he’s the best bb ever!
2 things I love
I love snuggling with a cuddly bb. And I love that my bb is one of the least mobile bbs probably ever. I still need to bb proof.
Today in the car, I found myself saying to a fussy baby, “BB, we home soon.” I used to be articulate and well-spoken, but I guess those days are gone. BB, cavewoman mama teach you talk good, ungh ungh. (pounds chest for emphasis)
Sometimes when I change his diaper, BB grabs his junk and yanks it every which way, to which I respond, “OMG, be careful with that, you’re going to need it one day.”
+ and -
On the plus side, bb’s stomach bug is gone. But the downside is that he felt well enough to rip the cover off the book I’m reading. I sadly brought the mangled book to Hub who exclaimed, “Oh no, what happened!” “Beeb happened.” “You let him have it?!” “No, while I was taking his temperature, he reached for it, knocked it off the table and...
B has thrown up about three more times and none of them were as lucky as the first two times. Fortunately, I anticipated that the sick would continue and wore old clothes. Anyway, a dr’s visit ruled out the flu (and they didn’t even charge me for the flu test <3), ear infection, and food poisoning. So, it’s just a little bug that has to run its course. If he’s...
Poor, Sick BB
Bb had a fever today and was so miserable. The most miraculous thing happened though. He threw up while I was holding him, and while some of his vomit got in my hair and on the newly cleaned sheets, it completely missed the brand new shirt I was wearing. Then he vomited again about five minutes later, and again it missed my shirt and went right on the floor. (Double miracle points: It also...
The baby turned 8 months yesterday. Time fliiiiies.