Chicken eats. (part one and two.)

These videos pretty much speak for themselves...

We sat our trusting little Grey down for a taste of Chicken and Chicken Gravy. Trying to stay away from anything too sweet...we went straight for the meat! I took a first bite for her to show her how yummy it is (my first lie to her! May it be the last...)  Needless to say, she didn't agree.



(sorry about the shaking...the laughing, I couldn't help it!)

Later in the day. We thought we'd mix it with breast milk and give it another go:

a tooff!!

A tooth. Yawn...yeah, yeah - what about those eyes?!!

One day after her 7 month birthday, a little white pearl showed up on our sweetie's gums... I didn't actually even notice that it had broke through... it was Dad's great discovery! Today it is pointy and I'm sure Grey can feel it. Ooohhh, the lovely feel of a new beginning!

horsin' around

Neil Diamond studied to be a doctor but didn't pass organic chemistry. At that point, he realized it might not be his thing. Neil Diamond. Yeah exactly, NEIL!!!! In an interview he said he considers himself one of the luckiest people in the world. He and I both. I'm 33 years old. Thomas Jefferson was 33 when he penned the Declaration of Independence, the world's most principal and transcendent document for human rights. Yes, it was 1776 and he owned about 200 slaves at the time but whatever, he also admitted it was necessary guidelines for the future. If he had a nickel for every time someone quoted 'we hold these truths to be self-evident'... oh wait he is the nickel. Christ Jesus was crucified when he was 33. Woah! This year, for me, at the ripe age of 33, I realized that the coolest thing I've ever done in my life was become a husband and father. Like, James Dean cool.  Hip-shaking Elvis on prime-time cool. I've finally MADE IT!! And it's the hardest, most difficult, and crazy *thing (*accomplishment) I've ever **done (**achieved), and it's only just begun. Watching Dena and Grey together lifts me up off my feet. Every time. Today we went to the Arlington Nature Center, Tree Hill, and Grey saw a horse for the first time. She loved it. God has his plan and you kinda have to brace for it and go with it but when you reach a place where you never imagined yourself and find that it shadows everything you've ever done or tried to do... Try to hold on... and simply give thanks. The best journeys in life are the ones that answer questions you never thought to ask.

I had to include this pic of Grey and her teething carrot.

art by grey

Inspired by wanting to write letters to all our lovely grandparents and great grandparents, I thought it'd be fun to put in a little "hello" from Grey. I'm sure she could hold a pen, but it would probably go into her mouth. So I thought finger paint of some sort would be nice.

I readied some paper, paint (food coloring and water!), and although my husband is a painter, my brush was a muffin wrapper crunched up. I dipped the wrapper in paint and Grey moved the paper under it....sometimes grabbed at my arm trying to get the colored wrapper. But the outcomes where pretty nice. As nice as baby art can be. If nothing else it warded off boredom for a little while. (and amused mom!)

Here is one for the blog to enjoy...