Monday, March 5, 2012

Mama's girls

Both girls sacked out while curled up next to me tonight. Josie came in to kiss us goodnight when I was nursing Bea and before I knew it they were both sound asleep. I have the best life ever!

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Two little videos of the girls.

First up -  Playtime inside the big Amazon box that delivered our shipment of toilet paper, paper towels, diapers & wipes. Don't miss Josie's awesome question "We're twins, right?"

(We could also call this "The Origin of Bea's Claustrophobia")

This second video highlights Josie's latest dual-obsession. Equal parts obsession with The Wizard of Oz and The Fresh Beat Band. Soooo - when the FBB did "The Wizard of Song" - she just about had a four year old heart attack. I found the perfect "Dorothy Dress" and, no joke, she has had it on every day for a over a week!   I caught her here trying to learn the dance moves - in this case skipping around the yellow brick road.   The paper strewn out across the floor is the "cyclone" she made.  I tried SO hard not to crack up, but you will see I failed miserably. In just two days we are going to see the Fresh Beat Band LIVE.  And I must say, we really are all very excited!

Baby Bea's first words

This morning, just before 6am, sweet Baby Beatrice uttered her first 'real' non-family member words.

Let me set the stage for you.

Bea woke up crying last night with a fever about 1:00am.  We kept her between us in our bed. Just about the time that Bea's medicine kicked in and we all drifted off to sleep about 2:00, Josie woke up from a bad dream and insisted on sleeping with me.  Lou put Josie in bed with me and took Bea back into the girls' bedroom. Sick Bea wouldn't go back into her crib so Lou had to hang with her until Josie was asleep enough that I could sneak out of my bed and return to Bea in the girls' room. That happened at about 2:30. Lou came in and tagged out and I took Bea and he crawled in our bed with Josie.  I took Bea back into their room and had to lay down with her in Josie's bed to get her back to sleep. At about 3:00 everyone was sleeping...finally!

Then, just before 6:00am, sweet Bea woke up coughing and threw up on me - obviously waking me up. I yelled for Lou, who brought a towel and a clean t-shirt for me to put on.

The shirt was this one:


Bea, delirious with fever since the 1:00 meds had worn off, takes a break from her big sick tears, points at the shirt and clear as day and goes, "Dog, Woof. Dog, Woof" and then goes right back to crying.

And that is the story of Bea's first words.