


As you can see by the look on Miss Fae's Face, she was totally excited about eating wagon wheels and peas. She is so good at picking up her own food (left handed for now I might add) and putting it in her mouth. I tried feeding her the 3rd Step foods, kinda mushy with small chunks of noodle/chicken) but it was too thick and made her gag. So, I decided to try a toddler dinner. She loves them. 1 usually lasts about 3 meals plus a bottle and sometimes a level 2 fruit. I just wanted to show how excited she was because I thought it was quite amusing.
These are random pictures. This is my cat Alex. He is almost 2 and very close to 20lbs. He's bigger than my parents cocker spaniel. It just amazes me at how large he is. I wish we didn't get him neutered because everyone who comes over wants a cat as big as Alex and really lovey like he is. 
Here it is! My new hair. YAY!
I didn't get cold feet (*Ahem...like someone I had to con back into getting her hair cut) Yeah, Ash, you can thank me later...haha Just Kidding!I've just been having a BLAST trying new styles, seeing if it will make it into a ponytail or as I call it...a ponySTUB. So, after a few days of fiddling with it I finally got it to where I like it. Therefore, I have pictures now. I would have a face on picture if Jeff was ever home to take one. I swear he is working constantly and I never see him. *But I am by no means complaining* :)
I don't know why I just thought of this but Jocelyn decided to say Da Da a few weeks ago. Maybe I thought of this because I just read Leslie's blog and her little Reyna Bug decided to say Momma first....here I am sitting green with envy that my daughter didn't say momma. You know what she does if I try to have her say momma? She says DaaaaaDaaaaa all drawn out and then she laughs. Eviiiil. It's ok. I can deal.
Anyway, nothing new on the home front. I'm just patiently waiting to go to Flavor Fruit Farms this Saturday afternoon. I am so excited to pick out pumpkins, eat roasted almonds, and buy some apple cider. I think that Halloween and Christmas tie for the best holiday ever. Every year I say that I'm going to decorate all out for Halloween...Jeff and I live in condos so we have a community hallway. All of our "upstairs" neighbors are really cool and about our age so I'm thinking about decorating our hallway, our stairs, and the entryway. The older folks downstairs I know will really enjoy it. Jocelyn's going to trick or treat downstairs and then across the road....she has a lot of old people fans. :) Oh and BTW she is going to be THE SNAIL! It won by a landslide. (That was secretly my favorite too Jeff was rooting for the porcupine)
So my Thought For Thursday is pretty random. Just something that has been going on at home and wondered if anyone else out there can relate. I am by no means husband bashing either. It's just that my wonderful significant other doesn't like doing family things. Not neccessarily with our immediate family...I'm talking about just me, him, and Jocelyn. I.E. Conversation for this weekends trip to FFF went as follows:
M: Jeff, you know Meckleys out by my parents house? I thought it would be fun to go this Saturday after you get out of work to pick out pumpkins and let Joss pet the deer.
J: Do we have to go this Saturday?
M: Well, yeah my CLM group is going and I want to go too.
J: Can't you take Jocelyn by yourself?
M:I could but I want it to be a family thing. You won't be the only guy.
J: I just don't feel like doing it this Saturday. You should take Jocelyn by yourself.
For some reason I just can't see myself with a stroller, with her, trying to buy cider, and pumpkins by myself...hahaha. So guess what? Jeff is coming. Because I said so. HAHA
But seriously, does anyone else run into this? And it's not like he's shy or feels awkward, he just plain doesn't want to do it. Or another example would be going to get ice cream. He wants me to go get it and bring it back. Hmm....doesn't sound too smart to me, Mister. So, long story short, our "family" outtings always end up with Jeff not wanting to go, me getting upset, me telling him he HAS to go, and then he sulks the whole time. He'd much rather be with his friends than out with me and Jocelyn...and he'll tell you that too.
Is this just a new dad thing? I try to make things fun for all three of us. And he acts like Jocelyn is a burden (we got movies the other night and I wanted Jocelyn to come so I could go too) He said it would take too long and to just stay home when actually, her bag was packed, she had on her jammies, and I carry her/buckle her in...so whats the problem? She loves seeing new people and hadn't been out of the house all day.
So, similar stories, suggestions, anything to let me know I'm not the only one who get's ticked over no family activities...ANYTHING? I guess that turned more into a rant than a TFT. Whoops.
Our child is so devious. All of daddy's DVD's are like his little babies. He always has to have the Special Edition DVD if one comes out and he keeps them pristine, dust free, and in their protective sleeves. So....I thought, what the hell...let's see if Jocelyn will throw them onto the floor. Sure enough she did. And she thoroughly enjoyed it! I don't know if the look on her face in this picture or the look on Jeff's face when he walked in on her doing it was more priceless. Let's just say I got a good laugh. :)
This is Jeff's 'niece' Jordan. Her step dad is Jeff's step brother. Confused yet? Anyway, she works at JC Penney Salon and she is going to cut my hair on Saturday. Like hers. So that's a good 6-7 inches off my hair...yikes. I'm nervous but like Ashley said, "Hair grows back, I say go for it!" We're going together. I need moral support.
have been cracking me up lately. And God Forbid I put her in her swing to sleep. She wants her crib. That's it.
Except for sometimes at night. She sleeps with the blanket over her eyes to block the kitchen light. So funny.
The other night Joss was so fussy....very rare....and she was driving me nuts. So I put her in the laundry basket. And threw her baby socks at her. Which made her laugh so hard she snorted. And then put the baby sock in her mouth and growled at me. She's practicing being scary for Halloween. (Even though she is gonna be a snail) She just might be a growling one!