6 Months

This baby of mine is literally getting big.  We broke some family records I believe, hitting 100th percentile in both weight and height.  This girl is off the charts:

Weight: 22 lbs 9 oz
Height: 27 inches

We have had to move up to the next carseat because the original that my two great friends Natalie and Carrie gave me doesn't hold a baby over 22 pounds (I would have been a great friend too if I had sent them thank you cards [although my sister says it is acceptable anytime within the first years], but I don't have either of their addresses. I just drive to Carrie's and haven't bothered to figure our Natalie's address.  Sign of a poor friend.  Thanks you guys)  Miss Violet is happy about her new seat.  It means that she has to be carried out to the car and sit in the real seat in the grocery store, even though she is really too small to sit in there.  She is belted in and giggles the whole time as mom holds her hands.

 I just love baby hands and feet.

 She just kept watching the dogs play instead of looking at the camera...otherwise, she was more interested in her feet.  Luck of me I got a picture of the part of the chair the dog chewed.  I couldn't help but post it because she was squealing with delight at the dogs playing.

 When we go for our walks she is always checking out the dogs to see what they are doing.  Here she is making sure that Duke is in line, which we know that he never is unless someone has their eye on him.

 Here she is watching Harley.  Let's just say there is a fire hydrant nearby.

The sign was unsuccessful with showing her age and sitting upright next to it.  So, I decided that she could just play.

 I bought her a used activity center/jumping toy, which she loves.

 Below are all the outtakes from our photo session in which she was more interested in her surroundings.

She loves to eat.  I have to undress her down to the diaper for the event because food is smeared everywhere are she assists in the feeding.  She can almost sit completely alone.  She rolls both directions and rocks back and forth on those hands and knees, ready to take of crawling at any minute.  She loves to read, but doesn't like the book "Good Night Minnesota."  I think that she wants to live in a different state.  She checks out people before she will smile at them, but only cries with a real purpose.  She got her first cold with week, which I think that 6 months old with your first cold is awesome.

I sure love her and think that she is cute, but I am biased.

Back to the State Fair

 On Labor Day, I picked up a two hour shift at the Minnesota State Fair, standing at the booth for Rasmussen College where I work.  I did it because it would give me free tickets to the fair, and allow me to do something different than the norm.  The monotony of parenthood can sometimes be overwhelming.  It has been a long time since I have gone out and done something that I consider fun.  I did not get a picture of it, but there were boxes in the booth.  At one point I needed to pick up some items, which was going to be impossible to pick up with her in my arms. So, into the box she went.  Violet loved the box and so did those passing by.  There were more comments about the baby in the box, then about the school.  One woman asked to take a picture of her in the box, and another older woman brought me a wash rag she made to use as a washcloth for bathing.

After we finished up, it was time for a nap.  I sat on a bench outside the International Section of the Fair.  She slept in the front pack, while I people watched.  A few hours later dad came.

We saw the missionaries at the fair for their "P" day.  Had to get a picture for proof because the sister missionaries that have been coming to see me said they could not go.

Dad and Violet felt a need for a picture with the semi-truck.

You got a love a little girl checking out the goods at the stand.

We sat and listened to a mariachi band.  It was actually quite fun.  There were lot of people dancing up at the front of the stage.

Don't ask me what the hand gesture is about, but Violet was enjoying the view from the front pack.

Needless to say.  We were all tired by the time 5 pm rolled around.  I did not get to see all of the art building like I wanted.  Violet did not want to be there anymore, she just wanted to eat.  For some reason there is no food in the art building. Strange.