I would generally not take the time to do a book review for a children's book but I think The Book With No Pictures warrants a few words here on the old blog. I follow BJ Novak on Instagram and he's been on a wee press tour for this book and keeps putting awesome pictures of happy kids and the way the book was put together and whatnot so I was kind of excited to read it. When we visited Kassandra this past weekend, she happened to have an extra copy that she gifted Casey and all I could respond was "Thank you I've been wanting this!" His was the last book I read, you know. I guess I'm a fan.
What's great, though, is that this is a children's book that actually has NO PICTURES. And? Casey loves it! It's super silly and allows the reader (The GROWN UP) to do fun voices and make silly sounds. The words let you act surprised with yourself and the kid just eats it up. We read it no less than four times in a row the first night we got it and we've read it every night since. It's not very long, either, so it allows Casey to succumb to his ADD after he exerts all his focus and efforts on his wee Pre-K homework. God bless that kid. No one moves more than he does. There is simply no way I can get him to sit still long enough to read an actual story so this is just perfect for us.
It's week two of Christa's eighth month. I used to distinguish this sort of thing with Casey during his first year of blog updates but I didn't with Christa and I fear it may be confusing for some. This past weekend was her first road trip outside of my body. We had gone up to the bay area for a visit with Christine and company in June of 2013, a week after she showed up as a positive sign on a pregnancy stick, but I don't think that counts. We did two and a half hours in the car each way and she slept half of it both times. It was not nearly as difficult as it had the potential to be. I think it helps she was near her brother and for a leg of the first ride, I sat in the back seat with them. Not a lot of room but a mama has to do what she has to do to keep her little ones from screaming their heads off.
Christa also had her first hotel stay and had a good time making sure Cheerios got in every nook and cranny for the housekeeping crew to find. She and I shared a bed and it was not conducive for a good night's sleep for me and made me all the more appreciative that she sleeps so well in her crib at home. Casey and I "co-slept" until Christa was born and I don't remember him being as difficult to sleep with. The people we visited were kind enough to lay a blanket down for her to play on but she could have cared less and spent most of her time army-crawling or rolling around the house, at one point getting busted with a piece of firewood in her mouth. We also caught her under the table on the verge of making out with their dog. Fantastic. She's a busy little girl and there is just no stopping her now. If she sees something she wants, she gets to it as quickly as possible and immediately shoves it in her tiny mouth that still has but two wee teeth in it. She's also the world's best eater and makes me so proud.
Silly me and my lofty goals. Here we are, 20 days after I challenged myself to shed some Ell-Bees and the scale isn't budging. I think I need to reconsider this whole weight loss idea and focus more on changing bad habits than worrying about a number on a scale if I am going to feel any amount of success. I have definitely made some positive strides as far as eating goes. I have not had candy at work (or at home for that matter) in three weeks. Dining out has significantly decreased. More water intake. Eating more fruits and veggies and protein. I actually walked twice this week. So there's that!
Some negatives? I did not start walking during my lunch hour until this Monday. That's three weeks in October that could have been better used. During my period week last week, I broke my rule of not eating anything I didn't bring into the office myself and ended up eating way too many cookies and maybe even a cheese danish. Ugh, so gross. I will give credit to my co-worker, however, because she has not been bringing in baked goods on a daily basis! Those cookies got here by way of a vendor who simply didn't know what she was doing to me. My beer a night thing? Not so much. I am trying to keep it at two though. Every now and then I hit three, I'm not going to lie. Damn it.
We got these new phones and Husband insisted I try the pedometer that is built into it. I did this on Monday and Tuesday but I question the accuracy of it because I am not the kind of lady that always has a phone on her person. Monday at lunch I did 4927 steps in 35 minutes. Tuesday 8087 in the same amount of time. But maybe that was by the end of the walks and I carried the phone more? I don't know. But I did find out there are about 2000 steps in a mile so there's that handy information. Do with it what you will. I'm going to not let this lapse in progress end up with me throwing it all away like I have in the past. I'm determined to lose five pounds just so these jeans aren't so damn snug.
Not the best photograph but it's still super cute so we're sticking with it. What are those jammies about, you guys?! She's a bunny! Hehe. She has still only got those two teeth on the bottom that make her look like a little beaver but she brushes them diligently with us in the morning. I can't believe it but Little Miss is 8 months old now. She's really going places, too. She's not really crawling but she'll sort of lunge on her belly to a spot, determine if she is where she wants to be and then proceed to roll to that location. It's pretty hilarious. She will also sort of wave goodbye to me in the mornings if Maria tells her to. It's nice to know my little beep understands Spanish.
She's an eating and pooping machine and I'm really going to make such a concerted effort to make sure she just continues eating whatever it is Husband and I are eating because it makes life so much easier. Casey was alone with me a lot and since I didn't (don't) cook, he got used to eating chicken nuggets and sandwiches and pizza and crap like that and is currently the fussiest eater on the planet. Christa, on the other hand, will eat whatever I hand to her. It's so nice. Makes for some stinky doodoo though.
With every passing day she is getting louder and louder. She likes to exclaim "Yah!" quite often now and it cracks us up. She really likes to give her brother the what-for and will just repeatedly tell him "bah bah bah bah" but we have no idea what that really means. She squeals and has an exclamatory little laugh that she does quite a bit. She's got a great personality and is full of smiles for us and is back to being a great sleeper (EDIT: naturally last night she woke up three times because I did the mom jinx). I hope it lasts but I think more teeth are coming because she cries sometimes when she eats so I'll just enjoy the restful nights for now.