Sadie attended her first birthday party. Her friend - and apparent crush, judging by this picture - Dane turned 1!Now that Sadie's over seven months old, life is definitely getting more active for all of us! Sadie scoots, bounces, and rolls EVERYWHERE . . . it's exciting but is keeping us on our toes. Just the other day I put her in the middle of our ginormous king-sized bed so that I could try on a dress. It took about a nanosecond for me to slip the dress over my head, but that was just enough time for her to roll to the edge of the bed and launch herself off of it. She cried for about 15 seconds. I cried for the rest of the day. Bad Mom moment.
Here's a peek at a few happier moments this month:
Willy the Penguin was a hand-me-down from our neighbors. It's a bit weeble-wobble-esque . . . you can punch it, kick it or whatever and it pops right back, with a soundtrack of giggles and peppy music. Apparently it was a hit with their little girl. Not so much with ours . . .
. . . she cries every time she sees him, completely terrified of the guy. Poor Willy has now taken up residence in our garage.
Mastering the oh-so-messy art of feeding herself.
Sadie now has two little teeth! Needless to say, the chilled teethers were a constant companion for a few weeks.
I'm not sure if it's the jean jacket or what, but I feel like this should be Sadie's back-to-school (or in her case back-to-playgroup) outfit.
The end result (no pun intended!) of most diaper changes these days. Maybe this is just preparation for all those calf wrangling tournaments we'll be in when we move to Oklahoma in a few months!
Bookworm
Another teething savior . . . frozen fruit in a feeder bag. As you can tell, Sadie LOVED this remedy.
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