Oh Yeah....

Now I remember.

I had actually intended to write a blog about Miss Adele...not me and my chapped hands.

Adele started to play a new "game" with me today. I guess I'd call it the "thank you" game...? She takes a toy, hands it to me, and I say, "thank you." Then I give her the toy back, and we start over. She played the "thank you" game with several toys (or "things" at least...) at different times throughout the day. It was very cute. She didn't say a thing, but I have a feeling that soon enough she'll start "talking" while we play too.

Speaking of talking, at her doctor's appointment this morning, she sat as quiet as could be. She was actually a very patient patient this time. Until Dr. Freeman started giving her diagnosis, that is. Then Adele started gabbing away. Dr. Freeman's voice rose. So did Adele's. It got prett loud. So loud, in fact, that I'm sure patients in the waiting area could successfully treat pink eye. It was actually pretty cute that Adele wanted to be the "Doctor" that much.

On the ride home I had to tell her that if she really wants to be a doctor, she needs to learn to read and write first, then go to school, school and more school, and write papers, papers and more papers. Then, when she becomes Dr. Adele, she can give instructions to patients just like Dr. Freeman.

Poor Baby!

Adele went to bed just after 6:00 tonight. She was wiped out, and she just plain didn't feel well.

...of course, she's already been up twice...

I guess I'm wiped out too, because I can't remember why I started to blog right now.

My hands are raw from washing them so much today. Eye goop grosses me out. Like I said, I washed my hands about a million times today...anytime they came anywhere near Adele's face I ran to the nearest sink to wash them. Anytime I touched my own face I washed them. Anytime I touched anything Adele might have put in her mouth I washed them....

Then I washed the towels because I figured that they were harboring some residual eye goop.

I disinfected all of Adele's plastic toys, and I'm trying to figure out what to do with the plush things she shoves in her mouth.

I really hate eye goop!

I can only imagine what would happen if anyone in this house ever got lice! (My head itches for days when I hear about a student at school getting lice. I don't think I've ever had a student with lice, and I'm thinking that's good because my head is actually tingling right now just at the mention of it!)

Wow. Way more than you wanted to know...sorry (but isn't that what blogging is for?)

Here are some cute pictures of my poor little baby. I hope her eyes clear up soon, it's so hard to look at her with those swollen, goopy eyes!

Check out Adele's wicked expression...pretty evil, eh? Cookie looks cute, though!

Can we change this shirt to say "All Mommy wants for Christmas is to be Eye Goop Free?"

You can see in this picture (taken yesterday) that her eyes were already getting puffy.

Pink Eye

I'll be the first to admit that having a baby girl is a great excuse to have all things pink. There are some things that just shouldn't be pink, though. Namely, eyes. I guess no one told Miss Adele that. Her poor eyes were crusted shut this morning, and with her eczema acting up, she looks like a little pink raccoon. Poor little girl! Dr. Freeman says it's pink eye, and gave us some really expensive eye drops (that I get to put in Adele's eyes while she sleeps...what fun!) so hopefully she'll be looking more like herself soon!

Remember these precious baby blues?

Now, doesn't this just make you want to cry?

Pretty miserable, huh? Fortunately she's in pretty good spirits. She was tired at lunch, which is why she looks so pathetic, but even in this shot where she's laughing, she looks like a raccoon! (See her 7th tooth on her bottom right gums?)


Still want to go to the Prom, Evan?

Adele's New Man?

We ate lunch with Amber and Evan today (check them out at The Connors Family) and while Amber was grabbing a to-go box, I put Adele's high chair right next to Evan's.

They were pretty cute with each other. Adele would reach over and grab Evan while he was looking around, then she'd look away, and he would grab her. It was almost as if they didn't want me to see how "interested" they were in each other.





Watch out, Daddy!

More from Thanksgiving

It'll be Christmas before we know it, but somehow I'm still finding things from Thanksgiving to post.

Enjoy:

Then again...

...maybe there is a *little* bit of "Cheese" in her :)


Even though she's been pretty touch and go with eating solids lately, I wanted mac-n-cheese for lunch, so she got it too. I hope she likes it this much again tomorrow!

"Prelude to Winter"

Even though we don't live *that* far south, our local news teams go crazy when we are expecting even the tiniest amount of snow. On Saturday we got about an inch. We didn't have TV on all morning, but Daddy joked that they were probably calling the "storm" "Prelude to Destructive Winter Blast 2009" I decided I would *have* to blog about that!

I grew up in Wisconsin, and Daddy grew up with lots of lake effect snow, so we don't mind snow. We were both pretty excited to take Adele out into her first snowfall.

Here's what she thought of it:

"Umm...it's really cold out here, and there's something on this bench"

"It's not funny, I'm really stuck!"


Nope, not a "Wisconsin Girl", is she?