Monday, September 27, 2010

Home Sweet Home

After all our travels last weekend, a stomach virus for me and a fever for Rose, I was excited to spend this weekend at home playing with my girl, straightening up the house and making some social calls. Friday night, Rose and I had a dinner date at Deschutes Brewery with Jamie, Kirk and Sam. I was a little nervous about how the evening would go, since I hadn't taken Rose out on the town past her bedtime (7pm) since she started day care. On the way to dinner she was already looking a little tired, but she seemed to enjoy the stroller ride.

There was a bit of a wait at the restaurant, but once we were seated, Rose had a good nursing and was quite content for most of dinner. Towards the end of the night, as I held her to my chest, she rested her head on my collar bone and slowly zonked out, not to be woken until we got home. And we were all able to sleep in a little the next morning. 

Saturday morning, Rose had some time with Papa before his work retreat, most of which was spent discovering what chest hair is really all about. Is it really attached to Papa? Or did he just put it there to block latching on to his nipple?

It feels like every week that goes by, I can see Rose growing up a little more. This weekend she was completely content sitting on the floor with her toys while I scurried around cleaning the house. She chewed on them, talked to them, reached for them, and squealed at them. She would look up with a big smile if I waved at her and said "Hi Rose!". She worked on pat, pat, patting them. And shake, shake, shaking them. Her newest trick is a Rose version of clapping. I say "Clap, clap, clap" along with the motion, and she follows by waving her two extended arms toward each other and making contact with her hands. Clap, clap, clap. I have no idea if there is intent or purpose behind these claps, but she's pretty pleased with them (as am I).

Saturday afternoon, Rose had a long overdue walk with her buddy Grady (who is getting his first tooth already!). Sunday, Rose helped me clean out all of her clothing drawers, putting away the 3 month clothes and organizing the 6 month clothes. Sunday afternoon, we all went out to Grandma and Grandpa Livingston's house, where Rose got some much needed QGPT (quality grandparent time). And mom and dad got a much needed quiet Sunday dinner together.

I 'll leave you with a little cheer Rose used to get psyched for the Beaver game Saturday evening: 

 Ready...
 Go Beavers...
 Go Beavers...
 GO BEAVERS...
 GO!
 Got it?

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