Firsts

This week has been full of first for our little Taylor Jane.

Sunday:

Her first pony tail. It isn't very thick (I had to wrap the pony o around so many times!) But it is long enough just on top to get the job done! (Picture is of her pony today-I think she looks better in it! I am so nice huh?!?! She's cute everyday!)

Monday:

Troy decides she can go paint balling with him. Uh-I don't think she liked it very much!

He also decides she needs a little ice cream-I think it upset her little tummy because he gave it to her later this week and both days she acted really upset and cranky. Such a nice daddy huh?!

Tuesday:

I give her a french fry to munch on. I later notice there is no sign of it...I give her another, repeat. The fries are gone and I clean her up. I am putting some things away while she is still sitting in the high chair. I walk by and notice some fry on her face, "She must have found it in her chair," I clean her again-repeated. After the third time of cleaning her face I search the chair-nothing. I wipe her face again and a little chunk pops out of her mouth. I wipe it and some more comes out. I PRY open her mouth and it is completely full of mashed french fries. I guess she didn't get the memo to swallow the food!

Wednesday:

No matter what she is doing at the time when she hears the back door open she knows Daddy is home! She get all excited, starts smiling and her feet start moving a hundred miles an hour. You don't love him Taylor-he stuffs you in his paintball bag remember???

Thursday:

4:45 AM I am hear a loud scream from across the hallway-I go to give her more teething tablets and as I am putting them in her mouth I feel it- A TOOTH! Hooray-something that has needed to happen for at least two weeks (if not longer!) She is in a better mood already!

She will finally DRINK from a bottle. Usually she just sucks on the nipple and spits out anything that comes out of it. She loves her juice now!

She has also become quite the little dancer. When she hears music she either is starting to have a seizure or shaking her little booty-we can't decide. It is hilarious!

Friday:

First war wound. We were heading out the door to go to the club, I set her down for a second so I can throw a jacket on. Next thing I hear is a loud "thud" as she goes crashing to the ground hitting her head on the door frame on her way down! I felt awful!! At least the bruise it left behind is very faint. I think she forgot about it already though!