Headstrong girl!

I'm attempting to have more video of the Boss. Unfortunately, until I get my bday present (a digital camcorder, to the horror of John's sensibilities) all I have is the video function on my digital camera. It does alright. So here's my maiden video post online. This is the Boss not enjoying "tummy time". She also refused to look @ me.

I think I have worse worries right now. She's refusing to take her morning nap right now, but she's happily cooing on the floor, so I don't think it will be too bad.

How Embarassing!

My daughter does not take a pacifer. She will not. Sometimes I think it's good, one less bad habit to break. Sometimes (usually when she's screaming her head off) I wish she would. She does, however, suck on herself. This is a pic of the Princess' (see Marsha, I do call her other nicknames) arm. If you look closely, you'll see she's given herself a hickey! John and I just laughed when we realized she has a lip shaped hickey on her arm.

Happy Birthday to MEEEEE!!!!!

Today is my birthday. According to John, I'm 24, which is how old I was when we got married (a very good reason to marry him, he refuses to accept my aging!).

Plans for today are very low key. I get to fold laundry (yeah!) and my in laws are coming over to baby sit for us so we can go to see Transformers 2 and hopefully after the movie there will be enough time to get Cold Stone ice cream.

For my birthday, I woke up w/ a song stuck in my head. Not:

Happy Birthday to you, Happy birtday to you

or any of it's verations or even

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3t6oxmU5KMI&feature=related

Nope, I woke up w/ this song stuck in my head:

Picture a stable in Judea, picture a sacred silent night

For those of you who don't know, that's a Primary Christmas song. I don't know what's worse, singing that song on my birthday or the fact that I still remember all the words.