dress-up, blowing kisses, self-feeding & teeth, where for art thou?

this last week we played dress-up with momma chicka's baby clothes! here is a few pics.

collage of the day

a few picniks

whew, pictures out of the way. chicka has FINALLY learned to blow a kiss! no video of it yet... weeks i have tried to get her to do it and my mom tries ONE time and BAM, she gets it. happy but grrrr... [its like when you try to get a lid off and then someone comes along and makes you look like a dumba**.

chicka has learned to self-feed, a little! i'm so proud. here's a video for you! WARNING: turn down you speakers! i tend to squeal right into the microphone, i'm sorry.

ps- [yes, blue's clues is in the background on netflix. normally, i don't let her watch tv but she was beyond tired, cranky and i needed her to eat] earlier, breakfast did not go over very well and couldn't get her to sit in her highchair for more than 3 minutes. meaning, a whole bowl of hard earned breast milk cereal went down the sink... sad day. i hate wasting breast milk since i work so hard to keep my supply up!

at 8.5 months i finally got my wish, chicka got her first tooth, followed by another a half a week later. then... nothing. where are you stubborn pearly whites? my chicka will be 1 year [yes, i'm in denial] next month and all she got for "christmas" was her two bottom teeth! she wants to eat what we eat but most of the time ends up spitting it out because she can't chew. i'm afraid underneath those volcanic gums is 4 or 5 hot lava teeth about ready to "blow" all at once and it BETTER NOT be around her birthday! what a sad day that would be if poor little pink pirate [that's her theme] chicka was a big mess of teething insanity!

chicka chicka boom boom, i'll write again real soon...