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Our Little Pumpkin
| Every week it's something new and more fun than the last with Saige. The last week or two she was introduced sitting unassisted to her repertoire, although falling over is still occasionally a hard habit to let go of. And what would an October 31st post be without a couple images of Saige in her first Halloween costume courtesy of Grammy (Kylie's mom). I realize my daddy-daughter goggles may be slightly biasing my view, but our little pumpkin is freakin' adorable.
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I can't put my finger on any specific reason why, but I've consciously noticed I've been a lot more ga ga over Saige the last couple weeks. I can't get enough of her, and I can't wait to get home to see her. That sounds kinda bad to say that's only happened in the last couple weeks, I know. Don't get me wrong, I've always been crazy about her, but - and I can't explain it - my emotions towards her just seem to be a little more intense and vivid lately. Maybe I'm going through man-opause.
Maybe it's because she's showing signs of becoming independently mobile, and I'm fully aware that this time when she is still stationary is about as easy as it's gonna get for a few years. Oof. [Where'd we put those baby-proofing instructions??]
Maybe it's just because I've been thinking a lot about her getting older and realizing this time in her life - this time where she is totally dependent on Kylie and I (and subject to our every whim) is fleeting, and I want to capture it all and just bottle it up. Each day with her is amazing, but it's also one day closer to the end of when she can seemingly do no wrong and anything she does is ridiculously cute. I mean, seriously, she's cast a freakin' spell on me. How else can I explain thinkin' it's adorable how she coos while I'm changing a diaper that - in any other OSHA regulated environment - would require a gas mask for safety. She's sellin' some pretty awesome Kool-Aid, and I'm drinkin' it by the gallon.
Here's a few more from the last 2 weeks or so.
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| Rockin' the shades and lady bug shirt look. |
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Find the baby in the photo...
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One of my favorite things to do right now is feed Saige. Wait, let me clarify... One of my favorite things to do right now is feed Saige when she's in the mood to eat. Occasionally she gets a little stubborn, but that's generally the exception... unless we're feeding her plums; she's made it blatantly clear those aren't to appear on the menu anymore.
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Bath time is one of my other favorites. She loves her bath time, and I love just being silly with her and making up pretty awesome song lyrics while she's gettin' suds'd up. Oh, and I've sang these words a couple times lately: "G.I. Joe want to find out where the bubbles comin' from." Pop quiz... any old school Eddy Murphy fans out there recognize that line? If so, shame on you... you shouldn't have been watching that stuff back in the mid-80's. (let's have lunch and reminisce, though)
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