Her daddy's eyes

I've finally come to the conclusion that Tabitha has her daddy's eyes. Everyone tells us that, so I guess that I am going to have to accept it. Not that it's a bad thing...obviously I love James' eyes--the beautiful blue that they are. However, he has started taking this to a new level as he consistantly reminds me (as in several times a day) that Tabitha has his eyes. Yes, enough already....

But...at least she has her momma's tongue!

The Jumparoo

Tabitha likes to move. Luckily crawling has not been mastered yet; however, she gets impatient after awhile and needs to get her energy out. So, the jumparoo that she got for Christmas has been a great toy for her. I can put Tabitha in the jumparoo and she'll go to town in it for about 30 minutes until she gets bored.

Besides just jumping there are little toys and activities that she can play with to perfect her fine motor skills. She's gotten the hang of spinning the toys and grabbing the toys as well. Once she gets a little older, hopefully she'll figure out that she can move herself in a circle to get to the other toys. Until then though, mommy's happy that Tabitha so willingly goes into the jumparoo and plays by herself so well!

Jump, jump, jump!

The first picture

I often find myself looking back at the "old" pictures of Tabitha. I enjoy this picture a lot because it is the first picture that we have of her. She's about 1 hour old and getting her first bath. Here we are 6 months later, but it will always remind me of my little baby.

6 months

How did that happen...I wonder how 6 months went so quickly?? Is this a sign of things to come for the rest of my life? I mean, I am sure there will be times that I will want it to go more quickly, but I still can't believe my little girl is 6 months old already.

I rarely nap, so when I had the chance to nap with Tabitha I took the opportunity. A nap that started out as the two of us, soon turned into a nap with the three of us. Soon after, Fred became restless and wanted to play, so he insisted on licking my nose to get me up. Thanks to James for capturing the moment!

I must admit that we've been EXTREMELY lucky. Our little girl sleeps through the night about 95% of the time. We know that once she's got her thumb in her mouth, and she's turned to the side, that she's out...see you in the morning little girl.

Last night/this morning we were not that lucky. Something seemed to bother her, we just didn't know what. Maybe she needed food. Nope...that wasn't it. Maybe she needed a new diaper. Nope...that wasn't it. She was fine in our arms, seemed to get drowsy, but as soon as her head hit the matress...BOOM, eyes were wide open and the crying began the second you left the room. For two hours we played this game. We tried to let her cry it out (TORTURE for mom and dad), but she would get so worked up that she would never put herself back down. Finally, at 1 a.m. she was asleep. I took nearly 5 minutes to leave her room once I figured out she was asleep because I did not want to take a misstep and hit something or cause a tiny noise that would make her wake back up again.

I can't complain, 95% of the time bedtime and sleeping are a breeze; however, since we haven't done a two hour, middle of the night, stint like this since about the first month, it seemed like torture. So, in honor of Tabitha's "Sleepless in Minneapolis" night, here are some very cute pictures of her actually sleeping. There's something so peaceful and beautiful about a sleeping baby....

I started and restarted this post several times trying to think of how to put these pictures into words. Now, I think that I've decided that I will just let the pictures speak themselves. Have fun enjoying all of Tabitha's fun faces.