Daddy's Little Girl

It seems I have some competition in the "Who loves Shelton the most" category.






I think he might like her the tensiest bit too, ya think?

Happy Birthday John!

John is our great family friend and Mia's "godfather." About a week ago, it was his birthday, and he let us force him to eat some chocolate silk pie at our house. Happy Birthday John!

Food Network

I hardly ever watch TV, but right now I am. The food network.

Why is the world conspiring against my diet?

Mirror Image

I've heard that most babies like mirrors.... but Mia LOVES them. She will nearly squirm herself right out of my arms if we walk past one and she doesn't get a long enough look at the cuteness staring back at her. I can't even tell you how many hours we have spent making faces at ourselves in my three way mirror.

Mia and her twin enjoy eachother's company.
Wowzers!

Mia's life doesn't get much better than this.
Hopefully her obsession with mirrors won't extend into her teenage years.

New Eats

I mentioned Mia's typical tendency of eating anything she can get her hands on to my pediatrician. He said that it's good for her to eat things, and be exposed to different types of bacterias, germs etc as long as it is somewhat controlled. He mentioned specifically that eating things outside (like grass) is actually good for her as long as I don't let her choke on it. Previous to this conversation, I did everything I could to keep grass out of Mia's mouth, but after the conversation, I decided to devote a trip out to the lawn just to let her explore unhindered.

Hooray! I love being outside.
Hey look, it's something new. And green. I wonder how it tastes?
So far so good.
I'm not so sure about this aftertaste
Yeah, definitely not so great.
In fact, it's pretty gross.


(LITERALLY SECONDS LATER)


Well... Maybe it's an acquired taste. I'll try it again to check.
Execution: hand to mouth
Let me think for a second...I love it!

In other news, Shelton gave Mia her first MM (his favorite generic candy) when I wasn't watching. When reprimanded, his defense was that he didn't actually give it to her, he just put it where she could get it if she wanted it. What was I supposed to say to that? He doesn't look nearly remorseful enough, does he?

Judging by her reaction, I'm afraid she's inherited the Knudsen Chocaddiction.
Don't say I didn't warn you that I was going to flood the blog with pictures. :)