Mama's gettin' crafty

Mom made this taggy blanket for me. She spent about five hours cutting ribbons, deliberating on the fabric selection, measuring and cutting fabric, pinning, and sewing. I fell asleep that night before she was done with it, but when I woke up I found it in my crib next to me. I promptly ignored it.

I've got better things to do than play with the tags on this blanket, like gnawing on the wood of my crib like a little woodchuck, and figuring out how to bust out of the safety gate to my room like a wrongly imprisoned woodchuck. (Did you know a woodchuck is the same as a groundhog?)

Dad is modeling the blanket here, front and back. As you can see, he was pretty exhausted, too, after she made the blanket. He patiently pushed me in my stoller all around the fabric store while Mom turned the place upside down looking for something called "chenille." What the heck is that? She didn't know, either, but just knew it was soft...I'm not sure if she found it in the end, but she emerged from that chaos with something fuzzy.



Mom got the idea for the blanket (okay, okay, she simply copied it) from her friend, Yukari, who also gave us all that neat ribbon you see in the photos (thanks, Yukari!). Yukari's got a photo of her blanket on her blog, too. Maya loves hers!

I clean up pretty well

This photo was taken in early March at my Mom's cousin's (Chia-Wen's) wedding reception in Cincinnati, Ohio...just moments before I shoved the whole tie into my mouth.

I'm EIGHT months old

Accomplishments this month:

1. I am now crawling forward, and can build up pretty good speed even though I'm dragging my belly on the carpet. By the time I've reached my destination I'm usually covered in dog fur.
2. I continue to drool a lot and I tricked my doctor into believing that my upper teeth were coming in. She said, "in the next day or two" -- that was three weeks ago, and still no teeth.
3. I sleep better at night when I've been at day care. When I'm home with Mom, I'm cranky in the afternoon and don't fall asleep easily at night. (What the hell is she doing to me?)
4. I eat finger foods. I can pick up little crackers. I'm 50% successful at getting a cracker into my mouth before it completely dissolves and turns to mush in my chubby grip.
5. I sneaked out of my room a few times when Mom turned her back - now Dad's installed a gate to keep me in my room. They have entered the world of child-proofing equipment.
6. I continue to meet other babies. Mom is looking for a Mommy and Me class to help me with manners, though. I met a baby three days younger than me; I crawled right up to him and gave him a head-butt.
7. I went to a sports bar and watched the Bruins-Gators NCAA championship game with Dad and his buddies. I had a beer. Mom's a Gator so we left her at home.
8. I like bubble baths.
9. I babble a lot when no one is listening.
10. I can drink water from a sippy cup, but most of it pours down my chin.