I'm the Queen of the World

Jessica came to visit for Spring Break and we spent a few nights in Albuquerque. Anabelle could stand on the A/C and look out the window. She thought she was pretty cute. I thought so too!

Sleeping like a baby

Anabelle is not the best sleeper to say the least. So when she fell asleep in the car I was able to get her upstairs and lay on the couch with her & cuddle for a few minutes before I put her down for her nap I was thrilled. It's amazing how time flies. We spent the first 3 months with me holding her like this as she slept and I rocked in the rocker and watched her and the TV all day long. Now she almost never lets me hold her while she sleeps. I had a huge smile in my heart for the few sweet minutes of holding my sweet sleeping baby!

crawling

She is a go go go kind of child. she has never wanted to sit still and now that she can crawl there is no stopping her. Heaven help us when she learns to walk. I think that will be soon too.

Pulling Up

Almost as soon as she started crawling she was ready to move on to standing. She hasn't mastered it yet but she pulls up on everything and is very good at it. She is almost always standing up holding something. The couch, the tub, the cabinets, my legs, anything she can get a finger to grip on she's using it to stand up. Here are some shots of her standing holding on to her toy. She can easily climb her way up this and is one of her favorite things to climb on. She's also really good at getting down. I've heard some babies learn to stand before they learn to sit back down but she's pretty graceful and getting back down and moving on to the next climbing wall. She is cruising along the couch and has had a few seconds of standing solo here and there. I won't be surprised if she's walking soon.

Swing Time

Trace and I took Anabelle to the park today and put her on the swings for the first time. She had fun and so did we.

Crazy Hair Day

These boots were made for walkin'

Anabelle love's Trace's boots, I'm not sure if it's becuase he tries to keep them away from her or if she has just inherited my love for shoes. She'll play with any that are left within her reach but his boots are her favorite. And by far the dirtiest in the house. They play a little game of shuffle when he gets home and gets them off and has to put them out of sight and out of reach. I think babies just seem to know what they aren't supposed to have and naturally want them. Aren't we all like that?