Hi friends.
Hi! Hope everyone is doing well after my extended absense. This blog is not dead, just neglected. It’s not like I have anything else to do. : ) I’ll try to give you lots of news!
We are all doing well. Harper is now 7 months old, which is hard to believe. She is almost sitting up unassisted. She rolls all over the place and can scoot herself at 90 degree angles by working her belly and feet (for those who may not recall, C was crawling at 7 months– don’t think H is going to accomplish that feat, but she’s really working on it!). She is generally just the world’s happiest baby. She would hang out in her Exersaucer all day if we let her. She still likes to laugh at her big sister better than almost anything else. She also likes to bang things and then drop them on the floor repeatedly for us to pick them up. I have to put the dogs outside while she eats because she gets so caught up in looking at them that she forgets all about the deliciousness on the spoon. And boy is it delicious. She has devoured almost everything she’s tried, although the peas elicited the most pained look you’ve ever seen, and the bananas seemed to cause a fair amount of stomach upset. She seems to like things chunkier, rather than smoother, so we may just move on the stage 2 foods. I do wish she would manage to sleep past 5 or 5:30. I don’t like seeing 5s on the clock. We weighed her on our scale at home (by weighing me and then me plus Harper) and came up with 19.5 lbs. She’s thus almost big enough to face forward in the car but still has to wait 5 more months!
Carson’s favorite word is “why.” She asks “why” so much that we have to turn it back around on her and ask her why she thinks X. Not that we don’t like answering, but sometimes she asks “why” when she clearly already knows “why,” and it’s funny to hear what she says. Like, “why are you driving so slow, mama?” “Why do you think I’m driving slow, Carson?” “Because if you drive too fast the policeman will come and you will get in trouble.” (She doesn’t know that from first-hand experience– I swear. She must’ve heard it at school.) She loves to go for walks and runs around the block and to play outside on the porch. We are still working on a replacement for her squashed play set, although we did finally get the enormous tree out of the yard. Who knew that you could not have more than 2 inches of slope to have a playground? Gonna need a Bobcat and some dirt to handle that.
We hope to start some other house projects soon too– like investigating and fixing a leak in the upstairs bathroom, installing a double vanity, and having the tub reglazed. Shane has lots of pictures to hang before football season starts. He thinks I don’t know how soon it starts. But oh, I do.
One more Carson story– the other night at the dinner table, she kept saying something over and over again. Something swamp. Something swamp. I kept asking her what she was talking about, and she just kept saying it. Then she said, “Ms. Neleson, Ms. Neleson” (three syllables). It clicked– she was talking about “Ms. Nelson is Missing,” one of my all-time favorite books that we don’t happen to own. She said she read it at school! I am so happy to know that some things never go out of style.
