New Year, Same Us

In the Beazer home, we spent the first hours of the new year as we had much of the old year: up with a crying baby! Rory must be teething again because she just wont sleep for us. Hopefully it will only last a couple more days. She got two of her eyeteeth over Christmas, so once the last two come in she's done until her two year molars. I can't wait for the day. (The  day teething ends, not the two year molars)

Apart from that, life is good. We have been dejunking our house to make room for the new Christmas gifts. Rory's baby toys and crib are packed up and put away. The house is kind of a mess right now because it is all still in progress but its improving a ton! I've been going through my pre-Rory clothes, because lets face it, I will never be able to fit into them again! I have already donated two boxes full and I have two more garbage bags full of clothes to donate (once my sisters have had a chance to pick through them.) Its kind of nice to have room in my closet again. Time to buy new clothes! (Shh, don't tell Matt!)

Last night I made a yummy roast for dinner with potatoes and veggies. Rory would have none of it. All she would eat was the bun. After trying to coax her into eating something else, Matt took her bun away. She was NOT happy about that at all. So the clever engineer I'm married to, opened the bun, filled it with peas and closed it back up. Rory was happy to get her bun back, and not noticing the difference, began to eat it right away. Yet somehow, every single bite she took was just bun. The few times she actually got a pea it fell down over her lip and into her bib! And she didn't notice! Matt and I laughed every time it happened. Eventually she caught on, and checked her bun to see what was going on. Thats when she noticed that her bun was not the scrumptious buttery roll it had once been, it was now a squashed mess secretly housing tens of tiny peas!! So what did my baby do? She utilized her natural born acting talent to pretend she was eating the bun while secretly (as an 18 month old can be) picked the peas out one by one and subtly dropped them in her bib. In the future, Rory won't get a bun until after she eats her veggies! 

We are happily enjoying 2011, so far as fun and sleep-deprived as was 2010. 

May you all have a wonderful New Year too!