In the last ten days or so, Boobette has hit several milestones. She's crawling everywhere, she pulls up and stands in her crib, she reaches her arms up to be picked up, and she can shake her head no-no-no when she doesn't want to eat any more food. What a way to ring in her seven month birthday last week! And yesterday, I took her to Claire's and we got her ears pierced. The little gold balls look adorable. And she cried a little, but stopped when she saw her face the mirror. She's such a little diva at times. She's also headstrong and thinks she's Boo Boo's age. She doesn't want to play with rattles, she likes to play with his trains and cars. And she takes off after him, takes his toys, and pulls his hair. I think this is what second children do. It's a survival of the fittest thing. Boo Boo has been pretty sweet with her until now, but she never used to take his stuff before. Now we hear him say, "calm down, baby," "no, that's mine, baby" and sometimes he bursts into tears when she won't give him something back. This is very amusing to us.
In other family news, I turned 33 this week. It was a lovely weekend, including a Dream Dinners session, ear piercing, watching The Hangover, receiving beautiful yellow daises in a reusable pitcher with floating lemons in it from my parents and a Willow Tree "Family" plaque from my husband, and eating Beck's Prime burgers and Rudy's breakfast tacos.
