Nursing Buddha

She is a crawling champ and pulls up brilliantly on any stationary object. If I get more than a few feet away, a look of glee and determination comes over her as she realizes not only could she be where I am but she could also be standing. And it looks a little like this…

Kind of scary, no?

In addition to her two bottom teeth, Baby Buddha has three upper teeth beginning to peek out. She jabbers and jaws with a great deal of seriousness. Just recently, the latest thing is pursing her lips a la Mick Jagger to emphasize her expansive vocabulary of oohs and aaahhhs. I’m waiting to see her strut around with her hands on her hips.

Oh yes, stop the presses–that’s a bow in her hair.

The first time we bow’ed her, when we took her to a reception in that flower dress above, we set her into her carseat which faces a mirror. She pushed up on her elbows and squee’ed with absolute amazement at the baby in the mirror’s new hair accessory. We had to physically push her back to get her strapped in, she was so bewildered and full of questioning “ahhhhh?”. Having no sense of fashion or any ability to accessorize myself, I am mostly just really amused by the bows. I mean of course she’s adorable and sweetness and light, but also, a bow snapped onto 15 hairs? Hilarious.

In other news, we all celebrated Earth Day by having a good cry. I mean, earth-wise, we’re kind of in trouble, can you blame her?

I bought the overalls when I was still pregnant. On Earth Day, after teaching my third annual kitchen composting with worms (ooooh, so fancy and sophisticated!) I was so desperate to get a picture of her not-crying in these Earth Day overalls, I forced Nan to hold her aloft like a prize hen at a farm sale. Because pictures are more than important than your child’s happiness. There, that’s my piece of wisdom for today. Go forth and prosper.