Greta: five months

The most major development and biggest change was Greta starting solids.  At her four month well visit she didn't quite gain a full pound and the doctor we saw (which wasn't our usual... I had to reschedule) mentioned something about it.  Then asked how long I breastfed Nora and Myles.  When I said I lost my supply between 4 and 5 months with Myles he made a face.  Okay, maybe he didn't intentionally make a face, but I saw it.  That face, coupled with the fact that she kept waking up at night - well, my mommy brain took over.  I was worried I was losing my supply and didn't want her to lose weight like Myles did so I decided I'd start oatmeal.  And if she started sleeping through the night because of it?  Added bonus.  She took to the rice cereal quickly which reassured me I had made the right decision.

Occasionally she has become a tummy sleeper now
that she can roll from back to front.  Which, by the way,
makes her look way too old.

She started using this deal-y for bath time.

And had her first shared bath.  First of many to come.
This one was with Myles.  I tried putting her in with both of them since
then just to get her quick washed - not even to play.  Let's just say the
older ones had a "two's company, three's a crowd" mentality.
There "wasn't enough room to play.  Get her out."

Things to watch for and look forward to next month: 

* more giggles
* sitting on her own

* transferring toys from one had to the other

A Salon Experience

Nora was due for another trim.  Last time I was getting my hair done I saw the price for their kids' cuts was the same price as the actual kid place - the ones where they sit in the airplane.  A real hair cut for the same price and the kiddy place?  Score. For her first hair cut she didn't want to go to my place.  She wanted to go to the same place as Myles.  Understandable.  This time, I told her I was taking her to my place.  I talked it up, told her they'll wash her hair and maybe even give her curls.  She was sold. 

I didn't get a good picture of her getting her hair washed.  She was too little to hold herself back in the chair so I had to hold it down for her. 

She looked more than adorable perched up on the booster with the cape on.
She was pretty quiet most of the time.  Pretty typical for her.  Nora is kind of like me in that way.  When you put her in a new situation she'll get really shy at first.  She admitted to me when we got in the car to leave that she was nervous at first but not as nervous at the end.

One thing she did share...
"Red is my Daddy's favorite color."

After her wash, cut, and dry, she did ask for...

Curls!  Let me tell you.  She thought she was THE. COOLEST. with her curls.  I don't own a curling iron so I've never given her curls.  

She looked and felt beautiful.  You could tell by how she walked.

William showed me how to do curls with a flat iron and you better believe she's asked me to give her curls since then. I tried it.  Worked ok but I don't have the best flat iron for the job.  Plus I'm just not good at doing hair.  You should have heard her while I was doing it.  "Mom, William does it like this." So much emphasis on "William".  I've got news for ya, lady.  I'm never going to do it as well as William.  That's why we'll continue to pay him :)

Snow Bunnies

I, with the rest of the midwest, spent a lot of time inside this winter.  A lot. Not just because it was so darn cold out but also because of Greta.  I was  happy that Nora and Myles were old enough to go outside while I kept a watchful eye through the kitchen window. Who knew it would take until March for me to finally get outside with them with my camera in hand.  

Throwing snowballs

Can you hear his giggle?  He was coming after me to
dump the shovel full of snow on my pants.

March 12.  Way too much snow for March 12.