"Spit Up Babies"

All the spit-up babies
(All the spit-up babies)
All the spit-up babies
(All the spit-up babies)
All the spit-up babies
(All the spit-up babies)
Now throw your food up.

Up in the tub
I just woke up
Splashin' and kickin' my feet.
After the bath,
I did the math:
It's time for Mom to feed me.
It got on her,
It got on me,
Did I forget to mention?
After Dr. Sears
And no-more-tears
My Mama forgot to burp me.

So if you liked it, then you should have put a tarp on it.
If you liked it, then you should have put a tarp on it.
Don't get mad if I burp and barf on it
'Cause if you liked it, then you should have put a tarp on it.

The carrier zips
On your back or your hips
Hold me tightly in the Moby Wrap.
Lounged on my Bop',
Milk in my cup,
I could care less when I nap.

I need some attention,
Did I mention
This air bubble's giving me tension.
You had your chance
Now I do the Gas Dance,
Is it really so hard to burp me?

So if you liked it, then you should have put a tarp on it.
If you liked it, then you should have put a tarp on it.
Don't get mad if I burp and barf on it
'Cause if you liked it, then you should have put a tarp on it.

Don't feed me and then leave me to rest,
By bottle or by breast
(You know that breast is best)
What I would guess
Is a mom who feeds me
Then leaves me
Not disturbing me
Never burping me
Leaves a little ticking time-bomb
Hold me into your arms
And rub or pat my back
'Cause if you don't, I'll spit up more
Like Linda Blair in "Exorcist."

All the spit-up babies
(All the spit-up babies)
All the spit-up babies
(All the spit-up babies)
All the spit-up babies
(All the spit-up babies)
Now throw your food up.

Uh uh oh, oh oh oh oh oh
Uh oh, oh oh oh
Uh uh oh, oh oh oh oh oh
Uh oh, oh oh oh
Uh uh ----UUUUUHHHHRRRRRP.
(Excuse me).

6 months: Talky Tina!

Yesterday (Sunday) little Zina turned 6 months old. I just now decided to call her Zina.

The day before, she woke from a 3 hour nap and started suddenly talking to me. She just burst out with a "na na na na na na na da da da." Freaked me out!
Sunday, we drove an hour to Bryan, Ohio, to Colby's mom's family reunion. We ate and visited with some folks and then we decided to get in the pool. Colby's sis helped me change Thumper in the locker room and just as I was starting to change myself, BOOM went the thunder. The pool was cleared and the park was closed for the day. We got our $4 back, so that was good.

We got home and took a 2 hour walk around Foster Park. I'm very old and out of shape, but this will help!

Colby had the night off work, and although we were both completely exhausted, Thumper was all wakey, so the three of us lay on the bed and had some family bonding time. It was maybe the greatest night of my life.

She switched up her vocab to "hey nay nay! Hey NAY nay! Hey! Nay-NAY!" Very expressive.

25 Weeks: Roller Overer!

Today after Colby went to work, I put Miss Sarrazine in a t-shirt and jeans and she looked so cute. I put her in the Jumperoo and while she jumperooed, I scanned some photos. She got a bit fussy so I took her out and noticed her tuckus was a bit dampish.

Poo all down the inside of her jeans leg. I was SO glad I put those things on her.

So I cleaned her and put her on her back on her crib to scrub the poo out of her jeans. I heard her crying, and figured she was getting bored and lonesome, so I took my time going in there and .... ooops! She had turned over onto her tummy! All the way. And was a bit stuck in a corner. Her face was beet red from frustration trying to figure out where to go from there.

So there's that now.

24 Weeks Old: A new world view

Sarrazine isn't quite rolling over yet, unless she's on our bed. She doesn't quite crawl, but she tries. This evening I was holding her on my tummy on the recliner out on the back deck. She got a foothold on my leg and was able to climb up be a bit! She got up in my face and lifted her head up, leaning on her hands, higher than I've ever seen her. She looked at me and just started laughing.

I also carried her down the street and she turned her head to look where she was going.

And tonight I was holding her and she looked up and turned her head at the same time to see Daddy.

New accidental word: "Hair."

23 Weeks Old: This means war!

Last week Sarrazine discovered a new face to make: wrinkling up her nose. She usually does this when very excited and it is accompanied by a strong inhalation/exhalation through her nose. Everyone thinks it's adorable, but I can't help but think she's trying to push something out of her airway!

She's also been cleaning in between her toes with her tongue.

Another thing she's been doing kind of breaks our heart. When she's really hungry or sad or upset, she says, "Mama" or "Mum mum." Can't wait for her to say it when she's happy!

19 Weeks: The Sleep Monster

Wow, Little S is getting so big! She's wearing 9 month clothes already. Scary.

She's also sleeping like crazy through the night. Napping, not so much. Friday night I was in charge of putting her to sleep because Colby had to work in the morning. I got her to bed while she was still awake but yawning, and I sang to her for about 1/2 hour. She fussed and moved her head back and forth but was pretty quiet and eventually fell asleep. For TWELVE HOURS. I felt like a genius.

We got up at 11, ate, played, ate again at 1, read a bunch of books, and she started getting sleepy. But she fought it. She kicked as though Sleep were a thing that was trying to drag her by the feet. And she screamed as though in desperate pain for about 90 minutes, off and on (mostly on). I even started crying a little, three times.

I finally got her to sleep on the bed and transported her, still hitch-sobbing, to her bassinet. She slept another 3 hours and then Colby got home.

She went to sleep at midnight and slept 8 hours, but didn't take a nap today. It's 11:30 and she's still up. So.... Once again, we suck at sleep.

My Sweet Monkey Baby

She's a sweet monkey baby
Just a sweet monkey baby
And she’s hanging in a tree
And she’s looking down at me
Monkey baby
Monkey baby

Oh my sweet monkey baby
Such a sweet monkey baby
And she’s looking at her mum
As she listens to her hum,
“Monkey baby,
Monkey baby.”

Sweet little babe cling to your monkey vine.
Happy and playing all the monkeytime.
I’m only saying, "You're my monkeyshine.
I’m so happy you’re all mine!"

Go to sleep, monkey baby,
Oh, my sweet, little punky monkey baby.
In the morning you’ll arise
Every day’s a new surprise
For monkey baby
Monkey baby.