Juss like Chrisssmesss
The weekends are hard. Actually, I hate the weekends.
WHY? You ask.
Well, because they make Monday’s so darn hard…. that’s why!
Ok, you’re right. I don’t hate the weekends. I LIVE for my weekends, in all actuality. My Luci time on the weekends defines my life right now- it’s the most cherished part of my life. Weekends and evenings after work. I was telling Craig today that coming home from work every night feels just like Christmas to me. Christmas every night- now, that’s the life. At around 4:00 every day, I have a REAL hard time thinking ’bout the ol’ admissions cycle for the ol’ McCombs School of Business at The University of Texas at Austin MBAs for Working Professional Programs in Dallas, Houston and Austin…. (in honor of my voicemail message at work that coworkers tend to make fun of but I think is entirely appropriate and professional. Really, it’s not that bad).
All I can do is think about her cute lil’ smiling face, her booger-nose, her farty-butt, her amazingly amazing laugh and her ultra-cute personality. Home! Home! Home! That’s where it’s at these days. That’s where it’s ALL at.

- She has doubled her solids intake- she LOVES all kinds of yumminess. However, she cannot stand finger-foods. I’m talking total hissy fit, get that crap away from me complete meltdowns. And, half the time, I have a complete freak-out thinking she’s choking (when she’s actually gagging, according to the Dr), so I guess I’m not helping. Gotta work on that.
- She’s not quite crawling yet but she is. so. close. She rocks, kicks her legs up in the air and all kinds of stuff, just won’t travel.
- She’s a talker. All kinds of crazy sounds come outta that mouth of hers. She growls a lot, too. She says “DaDaDa” and “MaMaMa”. Of course, she doesn’t really mean it yet. At least, not all that DaDaDa stuff…..
- She claps and gives us “high fives” on demand.
- She’s so very sensitive- to noises, to faces we make at her, etc. Very sensitive little girl.
- She HATES the Drs office. I’m talkin MAJOR freakout/meltdown/silent-build-up cry– those moms out there know what I mean- that silent cry when you know all hellz gonna break out in a matter of seconds. When she’s on the exam table with the Dr or nurse, in the midst of said breakdown, she doesn’t take her eyes off mine- gives me the ol’ staredown like: “I BLAME YOU FOR ALL OF THIS MISERY. YES, IT IS ALL YOUR FAULT, YOU JERK”!
- She’s not having separation issues yet- Dr said to expect those type of issues shortly.
- She loves her Daddy. Like, she’s IN LOVE with her Daddy.
Oh, and I like to think she loves her Mommy, too.
Ahhhhh…. life is good.
Amy
Awesome! Izzy had her 18-month appointment today. How big is Luci? Izzy weighs 23 pounds (40th percentile) but is in the 70th percentile for height and 60th percentile for head circumference. I guess she may be developing a model frame — a big bobble head on a tall, skinny body. It could be worse!
May 08, 2009 @ 12:00 PM
jami
shazel!
i can’t believe it!! she’s growing up so fast!
just wanted to say that i love the detailed update on lil’ luci. i love that you appreciate all the details of her life and don’t let a single thing pass you by without taking note of it. that’s how i try to live life with Theo, too. sweet, sweet baby love.
j
May 24, 2009 @ 4:44 PM