There is a little bit of me in her!

So Grace looks like her daddy. No question there.
But where did that uncontrollable poof at the back of her head come from?
Well, that would be me...just look at the picture below of me when I was young.
Sorry Grace, that was not the best trait to get from me.

Good Morning

Tummy full of oatmeal.
Surrounded by Legos
(yes, she is her father's daughter...but they are her mom's legos from when she was a child)
Playing with her mom's old music box.
Could this be any better?

What Time Is It Really?

Daylight Savings Time has always been a mystery to me. It took me a long time to remember Spring forward and Fall back. Then I have to remember what clocks I changed and which ones I did not. Now with all of this new fangled technology that I am still trying to understand...somethings change time on their own. So now I have to figure out what has already reset and what I need to set to the new time.

Add that into the fact that Grace has had a cold for the past week or so. She has not been sleeping the best (I do not blame her). Friday night she was up from midnight to 4 am, which made for a very interesting and blurry Saturday for both Matt and I, but that is another story.

Add those two things together...
This morning I woke to Grace talking (very loudly) in her crib. She had decided that it was now morning time. I looked at the clock, with my still half asleep eyes, and saw that it said 5:00 am.
I rejoiced! Yes! I decided that this was one of those new fangled clocks that changed time automatically with DST. And in my blurry mind, I decided that meant that it was really 6:00 am to our bodies (the normal wake up time for Grace). Grace slept a whole night, and she slept well, and she woke at a normal time. I could barely contain my happiness. I grabbed a robe, went into her nursery, turned on the light, and praised her for the wonderful sleep that she had...and we headed downstairs.

I turned on my computer so that I could read e-mail as I fed her the morning bottle. That is when I noticed in the small print in the lower right hand corner of my computer the glaring numbers of 4:14. Ugh, my alarm clock is not new fangled. It is a normal...reset me...stay the same time...it is really 4:00 am...alarm clock.

Happiness faded, tiredness starting to set in, bottle finished, happy baby.

Early start to the day, but who can complain when you have a laughing, happy baby at your feet?

Grace Walking About

Greetings Grace Groupies!

There have been some grumblings about there being not enough videos of Grace toddling around. Well, here ya go.








Story behind the blog header picture:
We were visiting my parents in Harrisonburg. My mom had just purchased a bushel of apples and placed them in the kitchen under a table. Grace in her "get into everything" toddling made her way under the table (without anyone realizing it) and began to eat many apples. She would take a bite or two out of the apple, drop it back into the box and reach for another. I think that by the time we realized what she was doing and got the camera out, she was already on her third or fourth apple.
Now look at the picture again, doesn't she look like she is sneaky and trying to get away with something? Love it!

Lovely Ladybug or Charming Cheetah?

That was the debate this Halloween. What should Grace dress up as...a ladybug or a cheetah? We had both costumes in storage, both fit, and she was adorable in both of them.


The ladybug costume was given to her by her uncle Mike. He purchased it last year after all the Halloween costumes went on clearance.
I love the wings and the antenna.
However in the end, the cheetah costume won out. The reason for this was because Matt was going to be using the stroller to move her around downtown Harrisonburg (where they went trick-or-treating). After much thought, it was decided that the wings would have been more of a hassle in the stroller. So the more simplistic costume of cheetah won out.
What a cute cheetah she is.
I think this picture sums up the whole day!