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Friday, December 30, 2011

Pearly Whites and Other Things

December was eventful for us Brownes. In no particular order...

We had Christmas (magical).

We had a (someday-will-be-funny-maybe-it-already-is) accident at the house involving the fireplace and a broken shop vacuum.

We had our very first family-wide Vomit Fest.

Piercy started really pulling herself up this month, she found her "clucking" tongue, and she's realized she is sometimes a faster crawler than her mother is reactionary.

June Bug and Lady Bird both put on a little Christmas weight (but they got some cute, very slimming, seasonal collars in their stockings from Santa Claus).

And, Piercy Joye cut her first teeth.  Two pearly beauts.

The day after she and I were both finally recovering from a combined weekend of Soot Explosion 2011 (yes, that's correct) and Browne Family Vomit Fest 2011, and while Daddy Greg was teetering on the edge of puking, it became obvious to me that Piercy was trying to get her first tooth.  Just as quickly as the first, bottom right tooth came in, the next was right behind.

Now, you should know that we've been waiting for this moment for a while now.  Piercy's very advanced (read: freak of a) mother was born with a tooth. Believe it.  These rare teeth are sometimes called "milk teeth," "natal teeth," or "alien baby teeth."  According to BabyCenter.com, one in every 2,000 babies is born with teeth (winner, winner, chicken dinner!), and it's clearly an evolutionary advantage... or something...

The nurses who helped me labor with Piercy were so very excited at the possibility of seeing their first newborn with teeth.  Well, Baby Girl, at almost nine months, here we finally are, with a couple of pearls in that sweet, gummy smile.

Couple of Toofers, AND a nose wink!
And now for a few gratuitous pictures I got before -finally- capturing the teeth.  I would like to request a baby teeth shooting tutorial from my bloggy mommy compadres who get beautiful, clear shots inside their precious angels' mouths.  Impossible, I say!


Maraca Snack 
Beautiful locks coming in nicely

Hmmmm...



Another Toothy Smile!

Oh, and raspberries.  We're blowing lots of raspberries.
Lastly, add to the list of "Things No One Tells You, Not Because They Don't Want You To Know, But Because There Are just Too Many Things To Remember To Tell You If And When You Ask:

Sophie the Giraffe gets really dirty.  Disgustingly so.  Somehow, that animal is like a black smudge collector.  Our two "Sophies" are named "Ginnie," because "Ginnie the Giraffe" sounded great.  Anyway, I started to hand Ginnie to Piercy Joye today and had to quickly retract this chewable toy.  I should have taken a "before" photo, but needless to say, both the girls got a bath tonight.

Bathing Beauties

Here's another tip: There's this "secret" that like 10% of all new moms know and share to others on a hush-hush basis. Are you ready for it? They say you can wash Sophie/Ginnie in the dishwasher.  Well.  As far as I can tell, that's w.r.o.n.g.  Soph/Gin has a hole in her backside because she squeaks alarmingly like a dog's squeaky toy, which is incredibly frustrating to every dog.  If water gets in the hole, it's not coming out, and there goes the squeakability (which I wouldn't so much mind), and the peace of mind that your child isn't ingesting small amounts of moldy water when it happens to make its way out the hole on occasion (I kind of mind this, but not that much).

Moral of the story is that I think the "secret" is a hoax.  Just hold your finger over the hole while you scrub-a-dub-dub your cute giraffes in hot, soapy water. Rinse. Repeat.  See how happy they are when they're clean?

And my last "Thing They Don't Tell You" is...

If you are pumping, go ahead and pick up extras of these:


The White Flapper Part

This is to my Medela pump, but I imagine that most all models have some similar apparatus.  These little things tear after you use them (and clean them) twice or more a day.  Your pump becomes practically useless if your flappers have holes, so keep some extras on hand, gals!


Off to Sanitize...

And Happy New Year to All!

Tuesday, December 27, 2011

Ho-Ho-Ho....zzzzzzzzzz......

I apologize for any of you who read the "Christmas Blog Post" that appeared around 1:00 am on December 26th.  The Grinch A very sleep/endorphin deprived Momma must have hacked my Blogger account... In any event, I got away for a short little run around the trail today (Thank you Gregory!), and I got my Chakras aligned. I'm good now. Here is my more accurate Christmas account:



There is nothing more magical than Christmas with Littles.  I am so thankful to have had my eyes re-opened to the mystery and awesome excitement of Christmas, thanks to our Little.  Forget breaking the bank - we pulled up our sleeves and made gifts this year, except for my not-so-baby brother, Piercy Joye's Uncle Joe! Run to Central Market, sweet brother, and take another cooking class pronto! You've got the gift, Brah!

Thank GOD for Pinterest, whose success must certainly be, at least partially, a byproduct of our current national economic situation.  I love getting back to the basics: making modest gifts for those we love.  As Piercy's sweet BeBe said to me when I broke the news that we were doing A Handmade Christmas: "I cannot even remember what I received last year."  It's clearly not about the gift, but the spirit.

I can assure you that neither set of her grandparents, nor her parents, will ever forget the first Christmas we've all had in many, many years with baby in tow. Thank you, Little Preciosa, for how you have changed our hearts!

...And now, I must schedule a champagne run to replace the "New Year's" champagne that Greg bought last week in preparation for one of our very most favorite parts of the holiday season.  C'mon, honey, you know a girl can't resist the bubbly!

OH! And here are some of our most favorite December photo ops.  Enjoy!

Christmas Card Photos at The Texas Capitol (Thanks Mom for taking pics!)
New Texan
Just. Precious.
Home Depot Shopping for a Tree

Helping Daddy

This is definitely it, Mom.

Have you seen my boots with the fur?!

Visiting Daddy at his "office," the airport

I'm about to see Santa!

Dad?

Excuse me, sir... Is this real?

Spinning under the Zilker tree

"Mom and Dad let me stay up really late, and we went on this adventure in the middle of the night...." 
To the tree, to the tree!

More spins with Daddy

Merry Christmas!

The shower is Mommy's favorite get-away...

Look what I can do, Ma!

Riding in the pack during chores

Out of Control Christmas Cards Collection! Can you spot yours?

Sweet Little Advent Wreath (I heart you, Pinterest)

Stocking Family

Mommy's handiwork on the Newest Stocking

Rudy ol' Pal
The first of a few of my favorite Tree-nkets! BeBe made these soldiers and we've inherited them. I love them.

Brothers' Bells

Cheers!

My Frosted Fruits

This dopey guy is so adorable!

Santa!

This year's wreath, up-cycled with tree trimmings from the free Home Depot bin and a few decorations from last year

Our Japanese Maple decided to get dressed up for the season

Yes, we all wore purple.  Missing the Schmidt sissies in our annual LBJ girls Christmas Dinner photo op...
Auntie Brita, Auntie Kim (A future Mrs!!!), and Moi.

Christmas Eve Rip at BeBe and Pops' House
Happiness!

Loving. It.

Please and Thank you.

Someone Stepped In Front of the Camera...

Christmas Morning with Dad!

Tired Eyes

New Baby Recorder from Santa!

Little Percussionist like Daddy

Maps? Puzzles? Must be that Flanagan Blood!

Merry Christmas from a few first-timers! We are so thankful for each other, our family, our friends, and most of all for God's greatest gift, His Son.  Happy birthday, Little Lord Jesus!