Friday, August 11, 2006

The Boat and The Goat


Clarence the Cat is a rather large feline vessel, therefore he was nicknamed "the Boat" some years ago by a friend who loves him as much as I do.

Out of all of our cats, The Boat has succumbed to a strongly developing interest in The Bean.

Either he has figured out that he needs to sit near her in order to lick scraps of attention that both Handsome and I beam her way, or it could be that he likes her attention alone.

If it is her adoration that he is lapping up, then my old black cat now enjoys the screeching and banging of spoons that build whenever The Bean spots him.

He also must enjoy the way that she manuevers her "car" (walker) to get as close as the plastic barriers will allow, and then digs her hands into his fur or yanks his tail, her mouth as wide as it can possibly stretch revealing her utter amazement that he doesn't sprint away.

For all this mutual affection they have been sharing, The Bean said her first words outside of the Mama/Dada realm.

She called The Boat "Goat".
She also decided to also say "Cat" on the same day.

Thursday, August 03, 2006

Hot like Hell

Baltimore reached a high of 102 yesterday...the "feel-like" temp must have been above 110. It is insane. Our car broke down at the grocery store. The heat drove it over the edge. BGE started rolling brownouts, which affected us from 1AM - 6AM, leaving us sweaty and sticking to our sheets. Even the poor Bean was knocked out of her sleep by the rising temps in the middle of the night. I had to rock her back to sleep, which had us both miserably sweaty. It is supposed to break tomorrow, but I think it is high time we purchase our child a baby pool already. And I am getting in with her.

Tuesday, August 01, 2006

In a Da Da World


Dear Sophia - I am blogging this since I have the best intentions of putting this into your baby diary, but know that I probably won't.

I love that you call everything Da-da. You call your father Da-Da, the window Da-Da, Grandma is Da-Da, and when you see your relfection, you whisper Da-Da.

Your other accomplishment that makes me smile is that you have learned to screech - which is currently still amusing. When you roll up to me in your car (walker), you screech at me with a wild smile, so I get down on the floor with you and we scream at each other until you are so overcome with laughter you can't.

By the way, you do not call me Da-Da. You know that I am Mamamamamamama, which you whimper when you want to get out of your crib.

Genuis Bean.

I love you.