HARPER AT 11 MONTHS

Where oh where has my baby gone. With every day that passes she looks less chubby & more grown up. 

The only way we can get her to lay next to her board without rolling on top of it, eating it, or crawling away is to have Justin (see knee and toes to the right) tickling her and ready stop any nonsense. In short, bad cop. We know our roles ;) For the past week and a half she's been sticking her finger in her ear, running a low grade temp, not eating as much and sleeping poorly so we took a trip to the pediatrician. Luckily her ears came back clear but lady is working on some big molars. This poor girl has never gotten a single tooth in, only in pairs of 2 or 4 so it was no surprise to hear the top two were working their way down. Between that and the lovely cold/stomach bug her and I are currently battling we're completely miserable over this way. Pro: We found out her exact height and weight. Chunky lady is actually 24lbs 3oz. Sorry board, you stand corrected.

Harper's newest talents include furniture creeping, peek a boo, climbing, and getting into the dishwasher the second you open it. She's still obsessed with anything daddy and is developing an intense separation thing with both of us. Together, things have made Justin's workouts at home quite interesting. At least rack em' for him, kid. 

My best friend and I tried to take Harper to the pool for the first time this month (the pool we met at 19 years ago!) and she hated, no.....DESPISED it. I'm not sure if it was the number of people, the size of the pool, or the fact that it was about a million degrees. But something set her off and she was that kid screaming as if we were taking her into a pool full of acid. The second the water touched her she lost her shat. The little baby pool at Nana's however is still great fun. Unrelated, here's a cute picture of the man and the baby in the green boots (or lack there of).

TGIF, even if we are still 20 minutes away.