whittiBaby: June 2007

Thursday, June 28, 2007

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Yes; I’m taking advantage you. It’s been awhile since we’ve uploaded new photos therefor I know you are a captive audience. I realise this isn’t an entry about Seneca specifically, but it does involve her and my heroic efforts to save her from a prehistoric size bug. So either read my words or skip ahead to the latest updates – I’ll know who my real friends are when I quiz them on this entry and they’re able to answer accurately….

It was late on a Saturday night, Jeff was away at a bike race (which he totally rocked) and I had returned home from casa de Sarah and Mike. Seneca was safely fast asleep in her crib and I decided to download a TV show from iTunes (I know it sounds lame) and check some e-mail. Suddenly while sitting in the blue glow of my laptop’s screen I heard “thump thump thump”. I glanced up from my revitting e-mail and there flapping around my wall light was the BIGGEST insect I have ever seen - to make matters worse, it was inside my house – granted its size was increased by the enormous shadow cast on the wall, but still this sucker was HUGE.

Being the brave mother I am, I didn’t yell out in terror just ducked my head, sprinted the three steps into our bedroom and quietly slammed the door. Inside the safety of my bedroom I took deeps breaths, collected my thoughts, and remembered that I had left Seneca’s bedroom door open. Thoughts of this beast flying into her room and landing on her tiny sleeping body flooded my imagination. So I did what any fearless mother would do, went back out into the hallway to go close her door, and decided on the way to grab my laptop – I know I know lame, but I really wanted to watch the TV show I had downloaded – so walking in my barefeet I went back into the office and just before stepping through the threshold I heard a POP and something beneath my big toe. It couldn’t be – could it? How with all the room for my foot to land could I possibly place it on top of that - that thing?? I turned on the light and yes, I had stepped on it. In the end I felt victorious and celebrated with a yummy Wolaver's brown ale - I had saved Seneca from this bat sized moth and could now relax and watch my TV show knowing she was safe.

I took a picture so I could later identify it. And yes, those are its guts squirted out on the side there. I typed “big ass moth” into google, but surprisingly nothing matched my photo. If you know what type this is – let me know, I’m curious.

And now back to Seneca Maeve.

# posted by jenn @ 11:37 AM 0 comments

Cheerio

Top o' the muffin to you! Life has changed in a mega huge way for Seneca Maeve these past few weeks. Apologies for the lack of entries, but between grandparents, bike races, and crawling we’ve been a busy lot lately. Yes, you read correctly…CRAWLING. Here’s what’s been happening these past few weeks: Seneca has two teeth on the bottom; loves to eat: cheerios, avocado, mango, strawberries, banana, bread, and yogurt (she’s not allergic to milk). Now she likes to “share” her cheerios, which involves shoving her little pudgy hand into your mouth and releasing the sticky soggy cheerio like thing onto your tongue…mmmm

She began crawling when Nana was up visiting – Jeff and I were painting and Seneca decided she desperately needed to examine Nana’s glass full of Polar Seltzer so she crawled on over. Sadly Nana had to take it away – silly baby, seltzer’s for grown-ups. So that was around June 9th – my birthday (happy birthday to me thank you very much) and I suppose Seneca’s gift to me. Now she likes to crawl over to the stereo and crank the volume knob up and bounce around on her little butt. She likes Maroon 5, Jack Johnson, Patsy Cline, and the Dead. She can kinda pull herself up now and will sometimes pull on your legs and bury her head against you…ahhh so cute. She also enjoys playing with poker chips, knocking down the little tower I build out of stacking blocks, and loving on her Apple Dolly dumplin' doll that her cousin Alyssa gave her.

Let’s see what else. Oh yes, she likes to play peek-a-boo. She’ll duck her little head down and when you say “where’s Seneca” she’ll pop it up all smiles and squeal or hide behind a poll and poke her little head around it…again so cute!

She now says “Dada” when Jeff comes into the room and “all hail the best mom in the world” whenever she sees me. Well, not in so many words, but I know those sounds mean something to the effect.

So now with our further delay…here’s Seneca:

I still haven't figured out how to use all the settings on our souped up digital camera hence the constant flashed out pictures. The other day I figured out how to turn the auto flash off and snapped a few natural light photos of the little pork chop.