Okey Dokey

So, after much contemplation, I have decided that I'm not going to start from the beginning. I have too many things that are happening right now and trying to play catch-up is just not working. Maybe when I'm chillaxin' at the pool this summer I can find the motivation (and pictures) to work from the beginning, but at this point, we'll just go from the present day.

So the other day was Isla's first solid food- avocado. I'm not a huge fan of the veggie myself (unless in guacamole form and accompanied by a margarita), but it's easily digestible and doesn't seem to upset a baby's tummy too much. Avocados are so much less appealing when pureed to a point where they are unrecognizable as a food that used to be in a solid state. We mixed it with a little breast milk to thin it out and that made it a nice apple sauce-like consistency.

We should have known that it would be a piece of cake getting Isla started on solid foods. She has been so easy since the day she was born, how could this be any different. And it wasn't. With tiny spoon in hand, Heather put the first little bit into Isla's mouth. It was easy to get it in, because any time anything comes close to Isla's mouth, it's inevitable that said object will be going into Isla's mouth. So Isla opens and closes her mouth a few times expecting to get some sort of milk substance, I suppose, and then pauses for a second and seems to get a confused look on her face. She then continues to open and close her mouth while occasionally sticking her tongue out. No crying. No fussing. I know I'm biased about my daughter, but she has got to win some kind of award for being the best baby in the world. Does Guinness  have a category for that?

So we got a few more spoonfuls into Isla's mouth and she just continued to chomp away and make a mess of her face. Afterward, she decided that she needed a little exfoliating in her "T" area so she smeared a little up between her eyebrows and onto her forehead. I wish I had some sort of "OMG, I can't believe she just did that!" story, but this is our life....a perfect little child. Sheesh. How did we get so lucky?

Holy smokes....

Been a little bit since the last post, but it's hard to figure out how to go back and start from the beginning by looking at the pictures when all of the pictures are on your wife's computer. I have been trying really hard lately to make sure that Isla is getting as much attention/stimulation as possible, so I haven't had a good chunk of time to sit down while I'm at home. I think in the back of my mind if I don't do this, she's still going to be crawling when she's 2 and won't say her first word until she's five. I know that's just me being an overly protective/cautious dad, but what if that's what really happens?! I would have to return the "World's Best Father" mug that I got for myself....no, I didn't really get that, but I did drop a few hints to Isla that I wanted that for Father's Day. I am going to do my best to get this blog rolling, but it may not be until the end of this month that I will have a little more time away from my high school that I can get on it. I'm going to put up a few recipes that I made for our picnic that we had for Mother's Day because they are just too good to keep to myself. So, until the next post when I give another excuse of why I haven't started....bon appetit!

This stuff is stressful!

I never realized how stressful having a blog could be. I always thought they were a good way to relieve stress by having an outlet. I guess it would work that way for those who are prepared and organized...which is pretty much the antithesis of who I am. I bounce all over the place, feeling scatter-brained because I'm not sure where to start or what pictures to use. And then I worry that a day has passed and I haven't posted anything....not that it matters when there are only 2 people who look at your blog. And by this point, they've probably forgotten that they are following my blog and don't make it over here anymore. Hmmm...I'm actually making myself less stressed about doing this blog. If no one looks at it, then I'm really just doing this for myself. So I suppose I can stop worrying about my entertainment factor for the moment. That is, until I hit 600 followers, which, by my estimation, will be in the year 2057. Piece of cake....speaking of which, I could go for some ice cream. I know, random.

I suppose I'll just stroll back through my pictures and just jot down all of the memories of my days with my girls...so all two of you will just have to sit back and relax for a few while I get things situated.