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Genesis Sixth Month Update: Miss Independent

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Genesis Sixth Month Update: Miss Independent

“From your parents you learn love and laughter and how to put one foot before the other. But when books are opened you discover that you have wings.” -Helen Hayes

Hey there sweet face,

Happy half-birthday little Miss! Your sixth month has been nothing short of amazing. It was full of photo shoots (with your BFF Miles), celebrations, and tons of lunch dates. This month was all about gaining your independence, which made Mommy so proud and sad at the same time. I just can’t believe how fast you are growing. I am officially warning you that I will be a hysterical, crying, mess at just about everything you do: first day of pre-school, first date, graduations, even the first time we get into an argument. As we were driving to church (which you love) last Sunday, I had a vision of you singing in the kids choir and I literally dropped a few tears just thinking about it! However, though Mommy is clearly an emotional wreck already I NEVER want you to stop letting your light shine. Mommy (and Daddy) want you to explore this world through books, travel, and relationships…the best way to learn and grow is TO DO! Just promise me you will call your dear old mom along the way. Check out a few of this month’s events captured in photo:

Lunch with WRW girls

Lunch with WRW girls

Celebrating Auntie Autumn's birthday

Celebrating Auntie Autumn’s birthday

Ready for the  Spring

Ready for the Spring

Another spring time look

Another spring time look

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IPhone 3.20.14 208

Guess who is teething

Guess who is teething

First time in your stroller without the car seat attached

First time in your stroller without the car seat attached

Pedicures with Mommy

Pedicures with Mommy

First time at the park with cousin Ken

First time at the park with cousin Ken

Sitting up all by yourself now!

Sitting up all by yourself now!

You had your first food: avocado!  Sorry I didn't take a picture only a video.

You had your first food: avocado! Sorry I didn’t take a picture only a video.

Other things we noticed this month:
-You are teething! No teeth have come in yet, but you are drooling and chewing on everything.
-You officially waved for the first time on March 15th and are trying really hard to say “hi”! It is the cutest thing ever.
-You are able to scoot while sitting on your butt…have a feeling crawling is not too far away

You love:
-Little kids; anytime you hear or see someone small you light up!
-DADDY! It’s like you fell in love with him all over again this month. When he comes home you squeal and jump for him to pick you up. You are constantly trying to take off his glasses and touch his face. This month was the first time you also reached for Daddy instead of Mommy when you got hurt (broke Mommy’s little heart, but Daddy smiled for days about it). You two are peas in a pod.
-Singing! You love hearing and watching people sing. You also love trying to sing a tune yourself.
-Being outside; when we come in from outdoors you literally burst into tears. Mommy now takes you on a walk every day and you just light up when you look at flowers and hear dogs bark.

You could pass on:
-The food processor. No matter how I try and show you its not scary, you scream every time it comes on.
-Napping on your own. I have now resorted to laying in the bed with you until you fall asleep and literally sliding out of the bed to my butt to try and keep you asleep.

Happy Six Months Baby Girl

Happy Six Months Baby Girl

What did Mr. Frog do to deserve this?

What did Mr. Frog do to deserve this?

Baby on the move

Baby on the move

Always with love,

Mom

Singing With the Volume Up!

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Its 5:30 p.m.! It’s 5:30 p.m. on a Friday night! It’s 5:30 p.m. on a Friday night and I am sitting in bumper to bumper traffic; annoyed, hungry, and crossing my fingers that no one is having a crisis because all I want to do is grab a cocktail and watch my DVR. The car in front takes off late causing me to miss the light and fury sets in. I respond like any overworked, underpaid citizen of the world: curse, scream, and lay my hands in my head. I press my head on the driver’s window to physically display my disdain for this traffic, this wack ass job, and my plastic window covered car that shakes when the AC turns on. I am hoping for sympathy; camaraderie; hell a head nod from a fellow gridlock companion but I am shocked.

There she is dancing her ass off to a song that I wish I knew the lyrics to. She is happy, she is carefree, she clearly must be an unemployed college student because that’s the last time I was ever that damn happy. I stealthily start to scroll through my pre-set stations trying to see if the beats will match hers in desperation to steal an ounce of her happy. Damn you 6-station limited radio player….because clearly if I had a 7th it would have matched my new arch enemies.

This has turned into a challenge; to compete I pop in that CD that everyone plays when you’re feeling fresh. You know, the one after you just left the shop, picked up a new pair of shoes, and got ya stunna shades on. The one CD that you can sing to the love of your life and the chump that never knew what he had. Clearly, it’s Beyonce! My finger slips as I push the broken skip button to get to number 8 in time to get to the good part before she drives off. And then I belt out! I sing to the top of my lungs the opening lyrics, my eyes are closed, and I am dancing! I am feeling myself y’all. I mean the volume is blasting and I am Sasha Fierce. I look over to gloat at my non-taxpaying vice and to my surprise she starts dancing with me! Instantly we are united and on one accord.

HONK! HONK! HONK! HONK! HONK!

I run through the light seeing my vehicle predecessor perform expletive sign language. By this time I am in tears with uncontrollable laughter. And immediately I forget that a client spent five minutes cursing me out; I forget about that fight that caused a loss of a friendship; I even forget that I wrote my cable bill a week late (until I get home).

I send cosmic gratitude to my beach bunny competitor for showing me that Singing With the Volume Up does more than increase my chance for a hearing aid, but serves as a washcloth for the days muddiness. I vowed to sing more often; and loudly!

Always with love,

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