Rocker Mama

Tracy feels big and cumbersome and creeky. She didn't have much fun trick-and-treating last night because she had to stop and rest each stop. Not to mention the extreme numbers of kids bussed into our area, requiring us to wait in line at each house. Yes....wait in line. Sometimes 15+ kids deep (which homes we just skipped....hah, pun....witch homes?).

So I thought I'd remind her that she was not long ago a soccer playin', swimming like a fish, jogging, kicking my but in pool, rock and/or roll band, bass playing mama. And she will again; sooner than she thinks (well...maybe not the band thing, she seems done with that.).

So since this blog is at least partly about us as well as the kid(s), here's a reminder of that Tracy's a roll and roller. Not so far removed, I think:

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One more cracker. I mean it.

A: I need more crackers, dada!

T: No, Aubrey, it's time for bed.

A: 1 more? 2 more? 1 more time?

T: No Aubrey. You just had 2. It's time for night night.

A: One more?

T: Nope.

A: Please?

T: Nope.

A: I NEEEEED more crackers dada!

T: No Aubrey. Let's get ready for bed.

A: Dada...one more time? Please?

T: NO Aubrey. It's time for bed.

A: Dada?

T: Yes?

A: I need food. I'm hungry!!

T: Aubrey, it's time for bed.

A: I'm HUNGRY! I MEAN it!

T: Aubrey...

A: I MEAN IT! I need food. Please??

T:.........

T:..........OK....one more cracker.

Some pics from party and Arboretum

We had lots of fun, ate some cake and listened to the lion roar.

Sunday we went to see the pumkins at the Arboretum.

Our beautiful almost not a baby anymore girl. Age 2.

Things she says at the age of 2:

Tracy was changing her diaper the other day when she said, "NO! MY poopies!". She's saying "my" a lot these days in taking posesion of her little world.

"See mommy?" What she says to me each morning when I go into her room to get her out of bed. She wants to go see mommy and give her a hug.

"Go IHOP?". What she asks for almost daily. I think we may have to give in and take her tomorrow for her birthday. We've gone there a few times and she thinks it's the best place on Earth.

"one more time???" We hear this MANY times each day.

"I got peepee. Need new diaper." Yep.

"No, no, no. hush, hush." To the dogs.

"Get outta here?" Whenever we've stayed somewhere too long for her attention span.

"smells beautiful!" Usually from sniffing a candle.

Favorite words:
rella (cinderella), rella (gorilla), rella (umbrella), IHOP, zoo, castle, mermaid, princess ("mommy princess!" seeing pictures of Tracy in her wedding gown), fwow white, bicycle (which means ether bicycle or fudgesickle), delicious, dumbo, throw high?, and many more I can't think of right now.

Big & Breech - YIKES!

I had my 32 week visit with my Dr. last week, and found out that baby no-name is "Big & Breech". This really is freaking me out. Needless to say I have been all over the internet researching what that means exactly and what I can do about it, but the Dr. said he is not going to worry about it now, most babies turn on their own, and we will re evaluate at 36 weeks. In the mean time I am debating doing handstands in the corner :)

Also, evidently this baby is BIG, over 5 lbs already and I have a little under 2 months to go. I love this kind of news.

More pics

Much easier to get into than out. "guck, daddy...guck!!".

"Are you guck?"

"yes! guck!"

I confess that there are some words that we repeat back to her incorrectly because they're so cute as they are. guck for stuck is one. bicycle for fudgesickle is another.

Chocolate milk and bacon. And yes, she's still in her jammies. This is her perfect breakfast.

This is her sleepy for a nap pose. Everyday around noon it hits her - usually as she watches Cinderella (which is a daily ritual). Thank goodness for naps! I've heard some babies are growing out of naps around this age. Aubrey seems like she's just now growing into naps.