Tuesday, May 5, 2009

Welcome niece!


My sister and brother-in-law welcomed their beautiful daughter this morning!

Tuesday, April 28, 2009

Flickr update!

Pictures from Easter are up. We'll try to get some pictures of Elizabeth pulling up and standing posted this week!

Well, she thinks it's baby food!

Now that Elizabeth is nine months old, the list of what she can't have food-wise is pretty short. We're letting her try all sorts of "grown-up" food, and she seems to find almost everything to her liking. LB and I made this soup the other night, and we figured that we'd at least give her a taste. She gobbled down two big spoonfuls before I took my bowl back from her, and when we reheated the leftovers, she ate a big bowlful (minus the scallions and sour cream).

Black Bean Soup (adapted from Cooking Light)

Ingredients
1 tablespoon olive oil
1/2 cup diced celery
1/2 cup minced onion
1/4 cup diced green bell pepper
3 tablespoons chopped carrot
1 tablespoon minced garlic
1 1/2 teaspoons ground cumin
1 teaspoon dried oregano
1 teaspoon chili powder
1/4 teaspoon freshly ground black pepper
2 cups vegetable broth
1 cup water
3 (15-ounce) cans black beans, rinsed and drained
Sliced green onions (optional)
Light sour cream (optional)

Preparation
Heat oil in a large saucepan over medium heat. Add celery, minced onion, bell pepper, and carrot. Cook 10 minutes or until tender, stirring occasionally. Add garlic and the next 4 ingredients (through black pepper); sauté 3 minutes. Add broth, water, and beans; bring to a boil. Reduce heat, and simmer 15 minutes. Cool slightly.
Process till smooth with a stick blender. Garnish with sliced green onions and light sour cream, if desired.

Thursday, March 19, 2009

Ready for college life

Dear darling daughter, as much as we love hearing your chortles and babbles and coos and giggles, we aren't as amused at 3:30 a.m. to hear them as you are. Really. Mama and Daddy don't care how entertaining you find Bear and Lambie in the wee small hours of the morning; it's all right for you to keep that to yourself.

Crawling!

In most baby books, when there's advice about beginning crawlers, it usually says something like "Put a toy just out of baby's reach and s/he will crawl after it." Elizabeth doesn't seem to care if a toy is out of her reach. If I take something from her and put it out of her reach, or she throws something out of her reach, her reaction is to ignore it and move on to something else.

But she just cannot resist Bowden's toys. When we move them so she can't get them, that's when she takes off crawling, desperate to get her hands on his things. He's quite nonplussed by this turn of events and gives us these hurt looks that seem to say "Do you SEE what she's DOING?!" He knows he isn't allowed to touch her things and he doesn't, so he's having trouble understanding why she won't leave his things alone.

Maybe I just haven't found the right toys for her yet. I should try Petsmart.

Monday, February 23, 2009

Chomp!

We've started sitting Elizabeth down with us at dinnertime to get her used to eating at table with the family. The other night, she was in her high chair between the two of us and we were both holding her hands as LB said grace.

In the middle of the prayer, Elizabeth yanked LB's hand to her mouth and chomped down full force on his finger. He was hard-pressed to continue praying at that point!

She's learned how to blow raspberries as well. She decided to give LB an object demonstration of her new talent at dinner last night with a mouthful of carrots.

And then when he was giving her a bath, she managed to splash so hard that she soaked him, the counter, and the floor. Time to retire the infant tub.

I'd like to say I didn't laugh, but I'd be lying.

Sunday, February 8, 2009

Tooth or consequences!

Elizabeth got her first tooth this weekend. It's the one on the bottom left in front, and it looks like the bottom right one is going to follow it quickly. We may not know for a while, though, since she doesn't like to let us look at it. She'll open her mouth, then stick her tongue out over her lower lip.

She didn't give us much in the way of teething drama (runny nose, drool, fever, diarrhea) other than a fit of hysterical crying on Friday evening that was solved with a dose of Tylenol and some snuggling from Mama and Daddy.