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Get me out....PLEASEeee!!!

Posted by babyzoie on August 3, 2007 at 11:47 PM Comments comments (2455)

When Zoie wants to get out of her crib she doesn't just cry any more. Now it's Daddy...Mommie...Sammi....please....get me now....please Daddy out now...It's hard not to get her.

bigger by the day

Posted by babyzoie on July 5, 2007 at 6:21 PM Comments comments (25)
So Zoie has grown over an ich in the past 2 months.  Funny that she grows so fast yet she's still a shorty like her momma.  Speaking of, she's been such a momma's girl these days, giving lots of hugs and kisses, pulling me around from room to room and from toy to toy.  Her favorite past time is to color with momma.  I take my time drawing thses cute little momma and Zoie pics and she'll grab whatever color crayon is closest and start scribbling right over it.  I suppose she's the shader as I am 'just' the tracer.

While at dinner at Grandma's house she pulled me down to her leavel and mumbled "I wanna tell you a secret" I lean in she's mumbling and pointing to everyone at the table.  I'm thinking that she was just trying to remember who is who. 

It's good to be home from such a long trip, we have been running around in our underwear all day trying to stay cool, at least that was my plan.  Zoie is on her own agenda, as always.  She wanted to put on her too small too pink bathrobe to lounge around the house.  After seeing her llittle hairline starting to dampen from the warm bath robe I try to untie it and slip it off, just then she says "rrrrr, cold".  Alrighty then, what are you supposed to do but laugh hysterically and tie her back up??  Beads of sweat and all.

momma's milky milk

Posted by babyzoie on June 14, 2007 at 7:24 PM Comments comments (1)

Breastfeeding Zoie is lately quite the chore.  We are basically down to one morning feeding a day.  It's nice to have that quite bonding time in the morning, especially since I am so sleepy and still trying to wake up.  However lately I it's been a struggle keeping her from twisting the opposite nipple she's been suckling on....weird but whatever makes her happy I suppose.  On several occasions I have drifted back to neverland to be woken up by a feeding lamd or a feeding bunny.  That's right, I hear Zoie making quite little slurping noises to her holding the animals up to my nipple.  It's adorable and creepy at the same time.

Since then I have taught her to spoonfeed her little ones while I get her meals ready.  It's giving her some responsibility and shows her that Mr. Bunny and little lamby don't need momma's milky milk.


her newest thing.

Posted by babyzoie on May 17, 2007 at 5:33 PM Comments comments (19)
she grabs on to your legs to ask you to pick her up, and when you do, she wraps her arms so tightly around your neck that her face is smooched up next to yours.  And then she sometimes strts giving kisses like she can't bellieve how wonderful it is to be so close to you.

She also likes to ditch me at the playground.  We were supposed to go down the slide side by side, but as I landed in the pile of wood chips I look up to see her waving "goodbye" and walking away up to the next level on the jungle gym.  Oye!

bye bye dah-ee (daddy)

Posted by babyzoie on May 10, 2007 at 2:44 PM Comments comments (0)
the little Zoeman has dropped the dah-ee title and has officially started referring to me as mom!  Wow, I always thought daddy was so cute...who would of thought being called mom would be so heart renching??  When making lunch the other day, she runs up to me, grabs my legs says "momomomom" and when I bent down I got a hug AND a kiss.  Tears of joy, literally.

Laughter is always in the air now, I get the door slammed in my face, she laughs,  she spills snacks all over the carpet, she laughs, Zoie running out to the dance floor (by herself) to dance with Chad's wedding party, I laugh, zoie dancing to Gwen Steffani then "dropping it like it's hot", I bust out into tears fall on the floor and laugh, Zoie having a melt down and I call Paul, he laughs...

The amazing Zoie

Posted by babyzoie on April 27, 2007 at 10:56 PM Comments comments (1)
Tonight Zoie went to bed at 7pm, but not to sleep. She played in her bed for over an hour. I finally went to check on her...and pulled her out to have some water. She sat quietly with me will I watched TV. That lasted only a few minutes, I guess it was time to play!!!! Now it is 9pm and Zoie is dancing a spinning in circles. I probably won't give waffles and syrup before bed. After Zoie was done chasing Mollie she grabbed her blanket and stuffed bunny and went to her bed. I guess she was done and ready for bed...I haven't heard a peep since I put her in bed.

f,, b,b?

Posted by babyzoie on April 24, 2007 at 6:03 PM Comments comments (22)
this is zoie's blog entry for the day. ..j
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snowy days ahead

Posted by babyzoie on April 6, 2007 at 7:21 PM Comments comments (14)

Once again I feel like a rotten mother...I want to write more on my little love monkey, but the days turn into weeks and the weeks into months.  It makes me sad, because so many funny things happen on a day to day basis, I want to remember all of them.  I am constantly taking mental photos of her, playing, growing, just being her. 

Every minute I spend with her is special, she's the greatest thing that has ever happened to me, my joy, my love.  So sappy, but all you moms out there know what I am saying.

smarty pants

Posted by babyzoie on January 29, 2007 at 2:17 PM Comments comments (0)
It amazes me the stuff Zoie picks up on.  I go to get ready for work, she digs in my makeup drawer grabs a brush and starts sweeping it accross her cheeks.  She tries to put shoes on that are left around the house.  Zoie will say "tee" when I pick her up to walk out of a room and points to the light, she wants to turn it off (then back on and off...).  The cutest off all is when I was yelling for her to come put on her socks and shoes, I kept calling her and calling her...I finally asked Paul what she was doing and he said he opened her sock drawer to bring me her socks.  AMAZING, how did she know which drawer the socks were in?  Shirts yes, pants yes, but I never show her socks...such little details she picks up on.  Guess I got to stop picking my nose!

my little bird

Posted by babyzoie on January 18, 2007 at 1:45 AM Comments comments (0)

seriously, I was getting ready to journal down Zoie's newest ways...but I decided to literally cut and past a BLOG from his one mom who lives god knows where.  Everyweek I read her blog and every week I can relate more and more.  This week I couldn't of said it any better so here it is, it may as well be staright from my mouth...I didn't even bother to change the names or the pictures.

Violet's heavily into new and acrobatic nursing positions now. She reminds me of a jaded husband who brings home a copy of the Kama Sutra and asks his wife to try the "butterfly greeting the cow" position. Merely lying in my arms to nurse isn't good enough for her. She wants me to lean over in my chair with my boob out so she can cruise by, take a few swigs, and keep on cruising. Or she'd like to lie on top of my shoulders and crane her head down around my chest to get to the nipple.

At the very least, if she deigns to nurse lying down in the way God intended a tired mama and child to nurse, she'd like to kick her legs Rockettes-style into the air and turn her face to the side every few seconds to provide a running commentary on the experience. "Beeee!" she says. "Buhweeeeee!"

That little habit is driving me just the slightest bit completely insane. But it's nothing compared to the new tantrums, the new Big Giant Tantrums that are on the order of Biblical disasters involving floods and fires and smitings.

You'll say, "Hey Violet, you can't have a cough drop. You can have the wrapper, but you can't have Mommy's cough drop because I need it, and you might choke on it."

And her response to this completely rational reason is to scream and cry in a register that makes my brains leak slowly out of my ears. She backbends into a U-shape, flinging her body as far from mine as possible. She snatches her hands away and shakes them, screaming "Ughgghghghghhh!" She stomps her miniature round feet and turns as red as a stop sign as other parents sneak glances and silently condemn me for failing to control her.

It used to be that she'd only have a tantrum when she was exhausted and we had to do something she really hated, like drive in the car. But in the past few days she's having one several times a day, every day. She wants you to feed her the yogurt faster? Tantrum. It's time to leave the park and she has to help pick up the sand toys? Tantrum. She's furious that you handed her a bowl with the spoon already in it rather than placing it on her tray? Oh, you'd better believe that's a tantrum.

She's even having little yelling fits over which breast she wants to nurse from. You give her the right one and after a few minutes that's not enough, she wants the left one hanging out too so she can flit from breast to breast and maybe twiddle the nipple of the breast she's not nursing from. And if you try to cover up your poor defenseless breast with your top, she'll pull at it sharply with her angry, pinchy fingers and say "Unnnh! Unnnh!" in the most furious little voice you've ever heard.

PS, Zoie started walking EXACTLY one week before her first birthday...I don't think she has stopped moving since.



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