One long title for one long post.
Seven and Sitting
Rynn is seven months old! She just starting sitting up, but she has already been scooting for a couple of weeks and now she’s rocking back and forth on her knees, ready to crawl (so not fair in my book…why couldn’t I have a sweet, immobile sitter for just a while? 
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Sweet thing!
See the brown spit up? That would be the prunes she eats because of her constipation. Feeding an already-spitty baby prunes makes for some frustrating clothing changes, laundry pile-ups, and carpet shampooings.
Rynn is still the happiest baby in the world, despite her stomach issues. She is starting to show her personality more and more.
When we dedicated Rynn at church a few weeks ago, we were asked to provide a statement on what makes our child special. I said, “She’s the happiest baby in the world, of course. “ My friend Robin replied, “That’s taken already.” What?! Are you kidding me? Someone thinks their baby is the happiest?! Instead of sitting the two babies in a room together to have a happy-baby competition, I told Robin how special a relationship Reece and Rynn already have.
Fast forward to the evening of the dedication and, low and behold, we were seated next to the couple who supposedly have the happiest baby. I joked with the mom about having to think of something else that makes my child unique since they had claimed the happiest baby. Enter Rynn Alise, who smiled at this mom the entire service and squealed with delight throughout the sermon. Midway through the service the mom leaned over to me and said, “You really may have the happiest baby.”
Yesss!!!
I refrained from lifting my knee, pumping my arm, and shouting, “We won, we won!” After all, the preacher was in the middle of giving a sermon on raising our children in a God-centered home and I didn’t think it would be appropriate.
Seriously though, she is the happiest baby!
Special Visitor
It’s Ella!
These two girls had a great time playing together. As Reece would say, “Two gulls hanging out!”
Sweet Treats
While Emily and Ella were here, we took a trip to the local cupcake shop (amazing stuff, by the way!). Here are two “gulls” hanging out there:
Reece eats a cupcake like the icing is ice cream…she licks it up. She also thinks the cake is a cookie. So funny.
Speaking of cupcakes…
Couldn’t you just eat her up?!
A few days later we were getting ice cream. On the side of the building there’s a painted chocolate ice cream cone, so Reece told me she wanted a “bown” one. What was I thinking?!
And the car seat spectator again…
Sweet Board
In an effort to cut down on fit throwing, meltdowns, clawing, hitting, stomping, biting, and screaming when Reece doesn’t get her way, we created a “sweet board.” Reece can pick out a sticker to put on it when she’s good during certain times of the day.
I’ll let you know how it turns out.
Swimming & Sliding
First swim of the year came Memorial Day when we enjoyed a lazy day hanging out in our backyard.
I’m excited to report that our “water weenie” from last year now loves the water and has enjoyed playing in her pool several days now.
She even likes sliding into the water, and sometimes does her slide “tricks” (backward, no hands, eyes closed) into the water.
Smiles
I told y’all she’s happy.
Sunshiny Days
not so sure about the poky green stuff
Reece’s hair is always crazy like this. She’s boycotting pigtails (probably because she knows how much I love them), and she tries to eat hair clips. This is the result.
Scrumptious Snack
I don’t think this is the apple that was left outside before lunch and that Reece resumed eating that afternoon, but I could be wrong.
We’re thrilled summer is here. We spend most of our days outside (the house has stayed clean this past week!), and we’re already falling into the bad habit of letting Reece stay up late. It’s just so hard to put her in bed when the evenings are so nice here (plus she takes a really good nap the following day). We have lots of fun stuff planned, so we should have lots to write about, along with a few pictures!
And thanks to my girls who have made me a Mom!
It’s a big ‘un (25″ and 12 lbs to be exact).
(If you took the grass and the houses out of the picture , it would almost look like you’re at the beach. Almost.)
Without the “distraction” she did much better and even kept her eyes on the bobber as Scott instructed. She has learned to reel in her line too.
