15 January, 2008

Yesterday, the Little Goat had her six month check-up. As you can probably see by the ticker up top there, she'll be seven months old tomorrow. We didn't wait intentionally, there were some scheduling mix-ups and such. So she's in the 45th percentile for her weight and in the 90th percentile for her height. Super! Maybe she got that sneaky tall gene....there's one on both sides...lucky girl!

She still doesn't have any teeth though if we'd been collecting drool we could fill at least one kiddie pool by now. She's putting EVERYTHING in her mouth (socks seem to be a favourite), AND she's sitting up on her own. In fact, it was rather random. It happened when we were visiting Erin K. and Co. at Whitekirk over our Christmas holiday. I had set the LG on a coffee table where I'd just changed her and she was all sitting on her own, and ever since then, she's all about sitting. She still won't roll over either direction, but she's got some crazy core muscles going on. Maybe it's all that pilates I did while I was pregnant.

A funny thing happened at the Husband's work the other day. He was having a particularly crappy day at work and his boss was concerned to see him looking down. So, having a fatherly moment we can only assume, he took the Husband down to the cafeteria....and bought him an ice cream! Hah! The Husband said is was weird but good and the perfect opportunity to remind his boss that he's supposed to be training in a different modality already...since he got hired for it, oh, in October.

As you can tell, not too much is going on around Casa J. these days. I've been spending my time changing MANY a poopy diaper, inventing recipes for biscotti, and experiencing a January funk. We had another dump of snow last night so it's possible that during the LG's nap this afternoon, I'll go and do some shoveling. That is of course, depending on whether the carpal-tunnel-like pain in my wrist lessens by then. Ahh, the perfect shoveling excuse.

Also, you'll notice I've been posting lots of links lately (all for your enjoyment really) and one of these days, I've got a doozy of absurdity for you. It's not a link but a junk letter we got in the mail the other day. I've never seen junk mail quite this stupid.

5 comments:

Beck said...

My oldest did not get a single tooth until she was 11 months old. I thought we would have to buy her DENTURES!
I wish someone would buy me some ice cream...

bubandpie said...

Oh, that January funk. It is deadly!

Kellan said...

"Collecting drool" - too cute! She's a cutie - she's doing very well!! Take care and I'll see you soon. Kellan

erin k said...

I would like to take all responsibility for LG's ability to sit up.

Thank you.

Jess said...

I am now extremely curious about this junk mail. Seriously, I want to know!