Dear Daddy,
Last night was a VERY rough night... I had to be up at least every hour screaming and crying, and then I got up for good-of COURSE-at 6, even though we didn't have to be up till 7. Mommy wasn't too happy, since by the time she was done making veggie bars for church and making a little bit of baby food it was 1am, and it was 1:30 when she got to sleep.
Today was Biker Sunday at church, so I went sporting my new shirt... I ♥ my Harley.
Miss Brenda was nice enough to let me sit on her bike for a picture. This is as close as I am going to get to a bike-other than the kind with streamers and training wheels!
I was SO cranky when we were there-it was hot, the service was really long, I was tired since I didn't sleep well last night. So I crashed on the way home-unfortunately, my only nap of the day.
We'll call this my look of gentle adoration.
LOOK at all the curls where I was sweating like crazy today.
I got sick of my shirt after awhile...
These are my apples... what we tried today. Sorry we didn't do bananas... they turned brown when mommy froze them, which she thought they might, but she wanted to try it anyway, no big deal. So we'll do bananas next, and she'll just mash them right before.
I liked them, of course! I ate the whole bowl!
You'd think mommy would've taken this earlier in the day-but here is the back of my t-shirt.
Here is where trouble kicks in. I've learned that there is life outside of my blanket. Yes-I got here myself, and pretty quickly too.
Waving at the fan... really (mommy had just turned it on)
Then I went under the table...
Then I found the keys...
Then I found the rug and shoes...
Then I was getting fussy, so mommy let me jump... and I discovered that I could use my purple chew thing as a hammer of sorts and was banging it-very loudly-on my jumperoo and staying very amused by it. For a few minutes.
And then I went to another favorite spot-underneath the swing-and played there for a bit.
For the rest of the night I was generally fussy and unhappy... like usual. Maybe when I get teeth things will change... we'll see.I love you, daddy, and I can't wait to see you.
Love, Maya
