Eleven Months

Holy cow!  My baby girl is getting so close to turning one year old! 

 Of course, she tries to act like a one-year-old already.  Little Sprout is quite the skilled walker by now and is trying her hand (or feet, rather) at running.  She talks constantly - most of it still pretty unintelligible to the average adult, but the siblings seem to know what she's saying all the time.  She demands food constantly, with her current favorites being baked spaghetti, bacon, and pancakes. 

The girl has a crazy amount of energy!  She has a new-found fascination with balls and will pick them up, throw them, and then go pick them up again for hours.  I confess I do allow the other children to play "fetch" with her occasionally.  Hey, it wears her and the kids out too, and then the kids stop begging for a dog.  For at least a day, anyway. 

Little Sprout's middle name is Joy, and she truly is the joy of my life.  It's hard to be down when she is around!

 

 

Next time we'll be wishing you a sweet first birthday, baby girl!  

Tres Cute

Well, the Little Sprout officially turned three months old yesterday. Don't ask me where the time went, but our little sweetheart seemed to turn into a "not-very-newborn-anymore" overnight! I am trying to enjoy every second of this all-too-brief phase in her life.

She weighs in now at a little over twelve pounds; so she is still mostly sporting clothing in the 0-3 month range. The sweet knitted cape in the photos was made especially for her by a dear lady in our church.

We have many pet names for our newest family member, but lately I've taken to calling her "Fuss-Bucket" and "Chunk-Bucket." She can be quite the cranky one, especially at 5:00 pm and following. A few mild cries will quickly turn into wall-shaking screams if she is not attended to immediately. She really isn't happy unless she is surrounded by family that is paying attention to HER. We may have to rename her the "Drama Princess" for blogging purposes. As for "Chunk-Bucket," the poor babe spits up. A lot! She eats and is hungry an hour later because she spit up most of what she ate. We have been having to supplement with formula to help her with this. It took several brands, but apparently Similac Sensitive is doing the trick, at least for now.

As I mentioned in the last post, Little Sprout is now rolling over and doing it all the time. Many times it is to get some toy she can't quite reach. The girl loves her toys, in particular a giraffe rattle and some musical car keys. Although, she is currently shaking her fist at the giraffe and screaming, so I am not sure if that happy relationship will continue.

I love this age, even with the extra fussing and spitting. The smiles and constant baby chatter make it all worth it. happy three months, Fuss-Bucket!

Is It Two Months Already?!

Little Sprout celebrated two whole months of life in the Foster family on February 11. As an indication of her excitement, she offered up this crooked and completely adorable smile. We have been on the receiving end of a lot of these smiles lately. And our little bug started giggling this past week as well. She only does it for me, which I'm not hatin'.

At two months, Miss Sprout:

1) weighs 10 lb 13 oz.

2) measures 24 inches long!

3) wears mostly 0-3 month clothing, including the wicked cute jeggings with buttons you see here. :)

4) has mostly blonde hair on top and mostly dark hair in the back. very mulletish...

5) adores her new swing that her mother bought off Craigslist in a moment of desperation when the old swing died. (baby swings are not optional with colicky babies!)

6) hates clean shirts on Daddy, apparently, and makes all haste to adorn them with slobber and spit-up.

7) seems especially fond of he big brother the Beast. He gets the biggest smiles and coos anyway.

8) likes to "talk". a lot.

onward to one quarter of a year!