Little One

"She's so tiny. She's really small. She's so little." This is what I've been hearing for a while now. I took Campbell to her 4 month appointment today and she is in fact all of those things she's been accused of.
Weight 11lbs 6 oz = 7%
Length 23.74 = 28%
Noggin 15.9 = 32%

Nate has been calling her "little one" lately. He's got me calling her that too. "Where's the little one? How's the little one?" Any who, sometimes I forget what her real name is.
The End

Bruce C

Campbell started out the day wearing a cute purple jacket but I took it off because she spit up all over it. I didn't bother to put another top on her because it was nice and warm inside. When Nate saw her she was wearing the outfit you see in the photo. He told me she was dressed like Bruce Lee or some kind of martial artist. It made me laugh really hard. I always enjoy Nate's observations.

Bissel Baby

Shortly after Campbell turned one month old, I learned a trick that has saved my life. My friends baby had colic and her doctor told her that sometimes colicky babies are soothed by the sound of a vacuum. Campbell didn't have colic but she would cry uncontrollably for no reason. So..I gave it a shot. Sure enough, my bissel vac stopped C's cry in it's tracks. C will be 4 months old on the 25th and the vacuum still does the trick. I use it almost everyday. Luckily, I haven't burned a hole in the carpet. I think it's funny that Fisher Price implants all these lulabuys into their swings, bouncers etc. and Campbell would much rather listen to the bissel. I'm sure when she understands what the vacuum is really used for she will end the relationship.

Side note: Sometimes I just write C instead of Campbell. I'm not trying to be trendy or hip. I never refer to her as C around the house. I'm just lazy sometimes.

Hairpy Birthday Mom!

Mom...You are the best! I hope you don't kill me for posting this pic. I believe Nikki named the photo "the helmet family." I think my hair looks more like a cowboy hat than a helmet. Back in the day our hair was hip thanks to you Mom. You always kept us on the cutting edge of hair fashion. I remember when you busted out the fishtail braid, all my friends were so jealous. I remember after Star Wars you were one of the few moms that could recreate Princess Leia's look. Sometimes looking good caused a lot of pain(ie burns from the curling iron, tight braids that pulled my face really tight)but hey, we survived.
I just wanted to tell you how much I love you. You are one of my best friends and I seriously don't know what I would do without you. I will apologize in advance for what I am about to say but it goes with the photo. Happy Birthday...Hairs lookin' at you kid.

I QUIT!

I promised myself I would post twice a week. It looks like I have an hour to fufill that promise. The big news of the week is that I quit my job. I was going to go back and work 2 days a week but they wouldn't let me. It was full-time or nothing at all. So...I get to stay home...for now. I know I will have to go back to work eventually but hopefully just part-time. I thought it would be a good idea to list some memories.
*The day I showed up wearing two different shoes
*The time I wrote my name on my space heater so no one would steal it. My boss noticed and was possibly annoyed. I guess because the heater was company property
*The Halloween parade.
*The time I spilled a 32 oz diet coke all over me. I didn't go home and change. It was a soggy day.
*The ham extravaganza
*Talking to crazy customers(especially the lady that thought she called McDonalds)
*All of my co-workers that became my good friends. You know who you are.
*The company Christmas parties...when they were fun.
*Massages(by a professional just in case you thought my boss gave 'em)
*The time I went on a plane ride during lunch. It was scary.
*Las Vegas
*Instant oatmeal
I'm thinking of these memories as they come to me. I should have taken some time to really think of all the fun stuff. I worked there for 8 years and had some really good times. I haven't regretted my decision...not even once.

Blessing Day

Nate gave Campbell a beautiful blessing yesterday. He was really nervous but he pulled through like a champ. C started crying during the blessing because she only likes to be held a certain way(see photo). What a diva! Carly took some photos of Campbell so I stole this one from her blog. I need to take one of her showcasing the dress a little better. This picture makes me laugh. It looks like she is making some kind of gang sign. Her pose reminds me of one of those cool dudes you see out on the roadways. You know the type. Hat on backwards, seat reclined more than is really necessary with one arm hanging out the window.
All in all it was a great day filled with family, friends and a whole lot of snow.

Unusual Reactions

I decided it was time to take Campbell to Target again. On my way there I got a wiff of, well, poo(pardon my french). I wasn't sure if it was C so I decided to investigate. For some reason, I turned down the radio to take a wiff of the air inside of my car. I'm a mystery even to myself at times. It got me thinking about another time in my life where I reacted strangley. A couple of winters ago I slid off of I-15 in a snowstorm. My car slid down into a gully. I couldn't get control of my steering wheel so I reacted by plugging my nose. The only explanation I can offer is that I always plug my nose if I am going to jump in water(I'm not good at watersports). My car was descending and plugging my nose seemed like the best and possibly the only option at the time. I know...weird.

Blogging in 2008

Blogging...I'm not good at it. This is why....
*I care too much about what other people think. I have gone back and deleted about half of my posts.
*I am too lazy to figure out how to create slide shows or post any personal photos for that matter.
*One of the reasons I started blogging was to keep a journal. I've done a horrible job at that. I haven't kept a good record of Campbell's growth and that makes me sad.

I've thought about making my blog private but it kind of takes the fun out blogging. I know some people want to protect their kids. I can respect that. I'm not concerned or worried for that matter. I highly doubt anyone is going to kidnap my baby. I don't plan on blogging about my address or the secret number that opens the garage door. Even if I decided to go private I would still worry about what other people think so there really is no point.

So... one of my goals for this new year is to be a better blogger(journal keeper). I am going to try and post at least twice a week. One of the posts will be about my daughter and how cute she is. I make no apologies. I want to keep a better record of my life so I have something fun to look back on. I am also going to figure out how to post personal photos. Oh, and I am not going to delete any more posts. (The B is now functioning on the laptop. I will fight the urge to delete my last post)

This post is more for me than anyone else. If I have all of this in writing perhaps I will follow through.

B

I just want to apologize in advance. The "B" on the laptop is not working properly. I have to push it down really hard to get it to work. So..in the future I will most likely misspell any and possibly all words containing the letter "B"