Thursday, June 12, 2008

Bath time in Lisle

Charlotte and I took a quick trip up to Illinois to visit Auntie Ernie and Uncle Drew-Dawg last week, but I hadn't gotten around to posting any photos of it until now. It was Charlotte's second trip by airplane and the first time I flew with her alone. We did pretty darn well, if I do say so myself. Charlotte was so well-behaved that she got compliments from other passengers who didn't even realize there was a baby on board until we were deplaning. We did more diaper changes on the tray tables (most of the Southwest jets don't have changing tables in the bathrooms) and managed not to tick anyone off. Like the last trip, only women chose to sit next to us. I guess men aren't too keen on sharing such a tight space with a baby.

We had a terrific time in Lisle with Erin and Andrew. Charlotte stayed in the "baby guest room" and was extra nice to her Auntie by saving all the poopy diapers for me to change. Either that, or Erin figured out exactly how to change only wet diapers and to make herself scarce when they were dirtier. Regardless, Charlotte didn't act too distressed that her two caretakers were identical twins. I wonder what she's going to think about that when she gets a little older?

We had a lot of fun recreating 1/2 of the famous Christmas card photo our parents sent out when Erin and I were six months old. We were each posed in one side of a double basin kitchen sink, having a bath. In Lisle, Erin and I folded up a beach towel to line the bottom of her sink, filled it with warm water, and plopped Miss Charlie Jo right in for a scrubbing. Charlotte loved it and only cried when we took her out to get dried off. Her favorite part was the Farty the Penguin bath toy that her Auntie Ernie kept squirting her with during the bath.





Wednesday, June 11, 2008

Another exciting day in Franklin

Last weekend, we had a nice, quiet Sunday in Franklin.

First, we hung around the house and Charlie Jo wore a super cute outfit courtesy of Grandma Jo.

That afternoon, Charlie and her daddy took a nap.

Pacey even joined in on the fun!

After some unfortunate blurping incidents, a costume change was required. Charlie put on her plaid pants because we were going to go meet cousin Jordan for dinner. Though we haven't seen Jordan in his $3 plaid pants in a while, their image is still burned on our retinas.

Jordan and Corey immensely enjoyed the fried German food. Charlie enjoyed being carried around by the waitress while the grownups ate. Needless to say, we left a good tip!

Development update at the 3-month mark

Woo hoo! Charlie is sleeping soundly right now, and I don't have to wake her up to feed her in time to get to Stroller Strides for another 20 minutes. Typing with two hands isn't something I do often any more, so this is a real treat.

Little Charlie Jo is growing up so fast! She has discovered her feet, but she doesn't quite have the abdominal strength to get those puppies up into her mouth yet. Her hands are another story. She shoves them in her mouth all the time now. She is smiling lots and lots, but still hates riding in the car. She hasn't been rolling over as much any more. I'm chalking that up to her body growing and her arm strength not keeping up with her weight gain. Looks like I need to be getting her even more tummy time!

I weighed myself both holding Charlie and not holding Charlie, and it appears (based on our super crappy scale) that she weighs somewhere in the neighborhood of 13 pounds. Pacey the cat still outweighs her by at least a pound or two, but he still acts like she's some big scary monster. Wait 'til she's old enough to grab onto that tail, buddy.

Charlie is sleeping nine hours in a row at night on a regular basis now. That's without waking up to nurse at all! (I love hearing people say that their kid sleeps through the night, waking up only for a "brief feeding". That's not sleeping through the night in my book.) She's nursing like a champ during the day except for a brief "nursing strike" -- that's what the books call a baby refusing to eat for no explicable reason for a short period of time -- earlier this week. Apparently, even non-union babies can sometimes go on strike, but it looks like Charlie has resolved whatever issues she was having and concessions have been made (or some other labor union terminology that would be appropriate to use in this situation). She has refused to drink from a bottle for the past 6 weeks (either formula or breast milk) but I'm not too stressed out about that. Even during the strike, she wouldn't bottle feed. What a goofy kid.

She loves sleeping in her swing while I take a shower and get ready in the morning, and she is getting pretty good at entertaining herself in the bouncy seat while I make dinner in the evening. She still would rather be held most of the time, but she will spend brief periods of time lying in her play yard (the modern term for "play pen") or on her play mat swatting away at dangling toys and doing what Corey calls her "soft shoe" routine (wiggling and kicking up a storm while flailing her arms in time to music only she can hear). She's grabbing toys more and more, and I caught her pulling one into her mouth yesterday evening. Charlie's favorite thing to do is to lie on her changing table and talk and talk and talk to you. "A-goo" and gurgling are the major "words" of her vocabulary, but they're still pretty funny to hear.

She has big spit-up days but then goes for a day or two without blurping at all. We both sometimes change clothes several times in one day, but not quite so often as before. Corey and I still rock her to sleep at night (which "attachment parenting" method advocates support, but most other parenting experts frown upon) and put her down in a swaddle, but we plan to wean her off of both over the next month or so. She almost never sleeps on her own (without being held) during the day for more than a half an hour, but she gets several of those "power naps" each morning and afternoon and I think they add up to a decent amount of sleep. She seems to be thriving and gaining weight just fine, so I'm not going to worry about the length of her naps just quite yet. She's holding her head very steady when we sit her in the Bumbo, and can keep her head steady when I pull her up from lying on her back into a seated position using her arms. We call those "baby sit-ups".

We're looking forward to her next pediatrician visit on July 11th, when we just might get the go-ahead to start slowly introducing solids like rice cereal. We'll see what Dr. Hood says and try to be patient, but it sounds like so much fun to spoon feed her.

Whoops - looks like Booger is waking up right on time for me to get her fed. After Stroller Strides, we're heading into Nashville to have lunch with Charlie's Vandy Aunties (Kathryn, Angela and Lillian). Fun fun fun!

Monday, June 9, 2008

I just love bath photos!!

Hmmm... What's about to happen to me here?
Not sure if I like this!
It's not so bad. Actually, it's kind of fun.
All clean now!

Something they didn't tell me in breastfeeding class


While nursing, your baby's free hand will wave around and grab on to anything -- your necklace, your shirt, your bra strap, or your bottom lip. And then she won't let go.

Sunday, June 8, 2008

Sunday After the Sandersons Left




Roasted baby?

Once we got back from the lake, I ran up to take a shower. Corey was supposed to give Charlie Jo a sponge bath, and he enlisted his father's help. They grabbed the bath seat but decided they needed to set it in our roasting pan to catch the drips. Yes, the roasting pan. Very inventive.



What will they think of next?

Friday, June 6, 2008

More Photos from the Stringer/Sanderson Tennessee Weekend






Family Resemblance


Yup. Clearly related.

A day at the lake

Corey and NanaB enjoy the warm Center Hill Lake water.


Charlie Jo takes a snooze in her little travel crib.


Charlie, Aunt Stephanie, Niki, and McGee all liked riding on the pontoon boat.


Aunt Stephanie and Charlie model their bikinis.


Charcoal Grill gives Uncle Don a Thousand Watt Smile.

Spring/Summer Birthdays Celebration

Don, Steph and I all have birthdays within a month of each other, so we have started a tradition of celebrating our birthdays all together whenever we can manage it. Here's some photos of Don and Steph meeting little Charlie, Charlie standing on her Granddad's lap, and the party on Friday night:




Thursday, June 5, 2008

Stringer/Sanderson Spring Weekend in Tennessee

This past weekend, NanaB, Granddad, Aunt Stephanie, and Uncle Don came to visit. Charlie got to meet Aunt Stephanie and Uncle Don for the first time. Uncle Don lost no time in coining nicknames for little Charlotte. At various times in the weekend, Charlie went by "Char-coal Grill", "Charmin", and "Char-latte."

Despite all the new nicknames, Charlie decided right off the bat that she likes Uncle Don. She flashed "thousand-watt smile" after "thousand-watt smile" his way upon meeting him. She also enjoyed being held and cuddled by Aunt Stephanie.

We took Charlie out on a pontoon boat for the first time on Center Hill Lake on Saturday, and enjoyed the summer temperatures. The water temperature was just right for swimming. Charlie did not go in, though. She just watched the rest of us splash around.

Granddad and Charlotte played with each other. Charlie decided that despite being a little big, Granddad's hat was a good look.