Cabbage!

It's hard to believe, but this week Laura's baby is as big as a Chinese cabbage. Good job Laura! And at 7 months pregnant she looks great!

Anja crawled straight to the cabbage and started tearing off leaves and trying to eat them. You can see in the last picture that Blue really wanted the cabbage.

Daycare week 2

After the first week of daycare, I've gotten over the guilt of having Anja in daycare while I am at home. It's a catch-22 situation: taking her to daycare costs money that we really need to conserve right now since I don't have a job. However, trying to find and apply for jobs so I can make money is essentially impossible while I'm watching her. For example, today she took two naps of about 20 minutes each. I can't get much done in 20 minute increments.

Here are her new favorite noises:

Babyproofing

Jay just went to put some "fresh bum duds" on Anja. At least that's what he called it. I guess she needed a diaper change. They spent the afternoon at our friend Chris's house watching football while I tried to get some stuff done around the house.

I've been trying to babyproof the house the last few days. Actually, I started with one room... I'm not entirely sure we can babyproof this whole house. The main problem with babyproofing a house this small and old is that there are no closets, no extra storage anywhere. So it's hard to really put things away where she can't get to them. There isn't really an "away" for them to go. So we may just gate off part of the house and call it good. So far the living room and two bedrooms are in pretty good shape. They are baby safe, but still maybe not perfect. For example, all small objects that she could eat, cables she could pull on, and things that could fall on her have been moved; but she can still crawl over to and suck on our dirty shoes by the door. Which isn't really dangerous, just gross. Right now her favorite thing to do is crawl to the edge of the carpet and pull it up so she can try to suck on the carpet pad underneath. Yuck! Obviously we stop her before she succeeds, but she sure tries hard.

Also, more fun with food. After several very successful feedings she decided that the texture of food is fun and it's fun to push it around her mouth while making noises:

Some days we love solid food

And some days we just think solid food is a game.

I'm addicted to my daughter

Let me out

Anja would rather not be strapped into her bouncy seat:

Anja's got places to go