Diaper changes have become somewhat more... challenging lately. And by that I mean it's like trying to wrestle a greased pig in a poke. It is all the more interesting if there is poop involved. No parenting skill is more important in this situation than your abilities to multitask. You have to hold the feet so she doesn't stomp directly into the dirty diaper while maneuvering a wipe out of the container and simultaneously preventing her from flopping her entire body over. Never underestimate the abilities of the baby to escape and crawl off with poo still on her bum the second you remove your hand.
Avery has become quite talkative lately. It's really very cute. She looks at you with intensity, as though she is explaining something Very Important and says, "Bwah bwah bahbwah bwah! Mum mum." If you are not paying attention to her - heaven forbid you are trying to have a conversation with someone else - she babbles louder and louder until she completely drowns you out and you are forced to give her your full and undivided attention.
She is also developing an attitude. If she gets mad at you, she will actually grab your hand and bite your finger! It's adorable and hilarious for the time being since she still doesn't have any teeth. I'm not sure how to nip this behavior in the bud before her chomping gets really painful.
This was Avery taking a "bath" in the hotel sink in San Antonio. I think her little crossed feet are too adorable not to share with you! I love the impish look she has about her too. Doesn't she just remind you of some woodland elf or fairy sitting on a toadstool or peeking out from a hollow tree?
This rocking chair was mine when I was a little girl. My parents held onto it all these years for when my sister and I start having babies. We dug it out of the garage last week. Avery thinks it's pretty cool!
The little seat she's sitting in is a chair my grandpa (the one I introduced you to in the last post) made for me when I was wee. It's just the right size for Avery.
2 comments:
Hey, I wandered over here from MDA. Cute little girl! Our little one went through a phase when he kept rolling over during diaper changes too. I spent my husband's graduation ceremony getting poop out of my WHITE skirt!
Holding his shoulder down (forcefully) with an elbow worked, keeping my hands free. After a month or so of being pinned down that way, he learned to lie there nicely.
She's a cutie!
Are you joining the TT contest this time?
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