Since JJ is almost a year old, we’re starting to transition her to whole milk. I’m not going to stop breastfeeding, but she doesn’t care about nursing as much these days, so we’re starting to introduce milk at mealtimes. I got her a new sippy cup this afternoon, and she loves it. It was fun to watch her drinking out of it tonight. She’s getting to be a big girl! (eek!) First, sippy cup. Then, the world. 
It’s been “warm,” so the falls near my office are full of the melting snow.
We spent the afternoon at my in-laws’ house, celebrating my mother-in-law’s birthday. We hadn’t gotten the family together in a while, so it was nice to all catch up and spend some time together. J ate her first chicken wing…her first words after eating it were, “I need some MILK!!!!” Maybe it was a little hot, but she seemed to like it. 
Tom and I had a dinner to go to tonight, so the kids hung out with Aunt Em, Uncle Nate, and Rosey. From what I can tell, a good time was had by all.
In other news…65 days down, 300 to go…that seems like a LOT of days left. Yikes!
Having a Girls’ Night with my mom, sister, aunts, and cousin.
Sometimes when the kids are tugging on my last nerve (and sanity), we take a break and go to Target.
My sister-in-law and niece came over to go shopping with us today. I can’t believe how big my niece is getting – she’s almost 6 months old! Where has the time gone? My kids love their little cousin. I have some other cute pictures of the three girls together, but they aren’t the greatest. (Who thought it would be a good idea to let me have a camera, anyway? Ugh!) It will be so fun to watch them grow up together; I’m looking forward to sleepovers and parties and trips to the zoo and so much more.
She was helping me clean the basement today when she found a clown wig. I guess that’s one of the perks of keeping drama club props in my basement.
We don’t let J take naps on Mondays, because we have a community Bible study group at our house. If she doesn’t nap, she will basically pass out in bed before anyone arrives. Otherwise, she stays up yelling, “Daddy! Come tuck me in!” or “Daddy! I need a drink of water!” or “Daddy! I’m CALLING you!” from her bed while we try to have a discussion.
This morning, however, she woke up before 6 am because she needed to go to the bathroom, and then she couldn’t fall back asleep. When I went to take a shower later, I asked her to stay in her room like we normally do. This is how I found her when I came back to get her. I can’t say I blame her…I wished that I could do the same thing!
J has an unusual sense of style. She understands the concept of matching one’s clothing, but she thinks that for an outfit to match, it has to be all the same color. Her favorite color is pink, but lately she has fallen in love with a pair of (too small) blue fleece pants. She MUST wear them with a (too small) Little Miss Giggles junk food t-shirt, which is a similar shade of blue.
For a while, she asked to wear this outfit every day. Some days I gave in and let her, and some days (particularly if we were going somewhere), I said no. Then she got smart and started dressing herself in this outfit immediately when she got up in the morning, before she even came out of her room. She also discovered another blue shirt that is a similar color, so now she has to wear BOTH shirts. Last night I also gave her some matching blue socks (I admit I was making fun of her a little when I dug them out), and I have a feeling that she’ll be insisting on adding them to her outfit as well.
She ends up wearing this outfit at some point every day. No joke. I’ve tried to put the clothes in the laundry pile, but she finds them. I’ve tried putting them in the box of clothes to be saved for JJ (since the entire outfit is too small for her) but she digs them out. It’s the first thing she mentions in the morning and the last thing she asks for at night.
“I’m wearing my blue fish socks, Mom,” she said to me tonight as I tucked her in. “In the morning I can wear my blue pants and my Little Miss Giggles shirt and my blue sunglasses. They’re in my closet,” she added at the end, in case I wasn’t sure.
“Yes, dear,” I sighed. Part of me wants to take the clothes to the basement and be done with the obsession, and the other part of me thinks it’s hysterical. It’s like a game. When will the Blue Clothes make their appearance each day? I am never sure, but they always do.
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