- My baby went to bed in a swim diaper last night. I was in the middle of washing the cloth diapers and realized that I was out of the disposables I keep on hand for moments such as these. You can imagine what I woke up to, right? I may as well have put the child to bed nekkid. You can give me that mother of the year award any time y’all.
- Nothing makes you feel more like a mom than facebook broadcasting to your entire friends list that you are currently listening to “Veggie Tales : The Belly Button Song” on Spotify.
- Personally I feel closest to the Lord when I hear Bob The Tomato singing “strength will rise as we wait upon the Lord.” No I don’t. But I think Scarlette does because she started doing “Praise Jesus” hands (also known as “Raise The Roof hands”) all by herself when it comes on.
- I bought those shoes for Scarlette because A) they were on sale B) I figured she couldn’t get them off because of the buckles and C) she grabbed them off the shelf and squealed delightedly over them and it was really cute. Also: I am a sucker. I took her to the grocery store and when I went to get her out of the seat she was happily holding one of them in her hand. I came home and mentioned to Jeff that I had no idea HOW she managed to get them off. That is when he looked at me shamefaced and told me that when he dressed her that morning, he hadn’t buckled them as tightly as I do because it made him feel bad. WRAPPED AROUND HER DADDY’S FINGER.
- I have a love/hate relationship with graham crackers. On one hand, Scarlette has decided to eat them and thus, I love them because it’s something that she will put in her mouth. On the other hand, why do those things NOT break along the perforation lines? I constantly find myself trying to break a cracker in two and ending up with a handful of crumbled cracker and a string of of pseudo curse words leaving my mouth. I mean, they are MEANT to be broken apart so they should easily break apart, am I right? Answer: I am right.
- Scarlette is getting her molars in which means she’s all “SLEEP? WHAT IS SLEEP?! I HATE SLEEPING!” and so I am really tired. I got ready for bed yesterday and realized that I spent the entire day with not one but two articles of clothing on inside out. Yesterday was errand-running day. My spiritual gift is making other moms feel better about themselves.
About Kayla Aimee
You ARE an awesome mom! Scarlette is one lucky little girl. You’re not doing or going thru anything else that others haven’t before you. You just have a great sense of humor about it.
BTW I could look at pix of you kiddo ALL day. What a cutie!
she’s still a baby!
I say they are a baby until they are 6 years old!
adorable!
tara
NO ONE TOLD ME about swim “diapers” either. A few weeks ago we were at a friend’s bday party and I realized I only had a swim diaper in the diaper bag. Yeah….it doesn’t work out of water
Why does no one tell us these things? 
I know right?! I was like “well, at least I have this swim diaper…” AND NO.
Try Teddy Grahams. They are less messy and easy for kids to pick up. With Scarlette not liking some sensory stuff she may like that these aren’t as messy, my daughter did!
ah sleep… Olivia is almost 6 months old and when she was younger I remember all the moms at mommy group saying “my kid is 6 months old and doesn’t sleep through the night anymore”. i was thinking yeah, my kid will NEVER do that, and here we are, she went from going down at night easily to CRYING and waking up to eat once or twice, then up for the day super early. WHY? and shoes… she was born 3.5 wks early but is definitely gaining weight but her feet… 3-6 month shoes fall off her feet. i don’t think they have grown since the days she was born! which is good since, you know, we STILL haven’t gotten around to making her footprints…
Just a note — your baby will always be a baby to you! ”Grown don’t mean nothing to a mother. A child is a child. They get bigger, older, but grown? What’s that supposed to mean?” from Toni Morrison’s book “Beloved.”
This may be a little excessive, but I’m 49 and I’m STILL my Mama’s baby. I used to hate that word, but knowing I hold that special little spot in her heart just gives me a warm, fuzzy glow.
I’m 29 and my dad still calls me Baby