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Cara Mama - It's What I Do

Cara Mama,

You asked me two questions this morning that I will now answer:

1. Why do I have to get into everything?
2. Why do I have to put everything in my mouth?

The answer to both is:
Because I'm a baby.

And as Daddy later said, I need to explore the world around me, and part of that exploration is done with my mouth.

After all, how am I going to know what's yummy and what's icky if I don't try it all? By the way, refrigerator door = tasty!

I hope that helps!

La tua curiosa bambina,

Cara Figlia - Beautiful Girl

Cara figlia (dear daughter),

I wanted to take this time to tell you how beautiful you are. You look so much like your father, with his skin and eye coloring. You actually have my dark brown hair and my almond-shaped eyes, but other than that, you are definitely your father's daughter. It's a good thing he's so cute. ;-)

Your sweet pale skin has pink touches to it--not peaches-and-cream complexion but roses-and-cream. You don't have my italian olive skin, and I know I'll have to learn the importance of sunscreen for you, but your skin just glows, especially when you get a good night's sleep (like last night, YEAH!). And your whole body is just as soft as butter. I just want to eat you up! (But apparently, you are not food.)

It's not the color of your eyes that is so striking, although the blue with gold flecks is lovely. It's that they are so bright. Once, a stranger complemented how beautiful you are and how piercing your eyes are. I always call you brigh…

There's No Crying in Baseball!

Ever have one of those days when you feel like you are about to burst into tears all day long for any reason and no reason? But you can't because you are surrounded by other people? And maybe you have a big presentation in front of your new management team and you don't want your face to be blotchy or your make-up to run? And the last you want to do is talk in front of or to other people or be at work or even be out of bed? But you are crazy busy at work and so you have to be doing stuff all day long even though you are exhausted and sleep deprived and extremely cranky? And maybe you blew up at your partner because you had to ask him/her for help and you hate asking for help even when you know you need it?

No, you haven't? Yeah, me neither.

Watering My Baby

On Sunday, the Pumpkin and I went to our first class of Water Babies! My good friend and her baby, who is 15 months old, also went, and it's fun to have a friend to go with. Not that I didn't talk to all the other moms and dads, because I will strike up a conversation with anyone.

Here's how the class went:

Once I got us changed into our bathing suits* and our stuff locked in the locker, we joined the class and headed into the very shallow area of the pool. We sat the babies in the water and dribbled water over their heads to get them used to it. The Pumpkin liked splashing around, but wasn't thrilled with the water dripping into her face.

Then we got colored rings and threw them a little way in front of the babies to get them to crawl to them. I felt like I was playing fetch with my dog, including the part where after the second time, the Pumpkin just kept going. Just like my dog, who says "forget this 'fetch it back' stuff, I'm going to check out what…

Book Review - Anansi Boys

I finished Anansi Boys, by Neil Gaiman, this weekend. That was the first book on my list (see TBR Book List on the left) for the To Be Read Challenge 2008. Not only am I feeling pretty good about already finishing January's book, but the book was fantastic.

Once again, Gaiman writes a great book, with an interesting plot, well-rounded characters and surprises that I didn't see coming. Some I did see coming, but as Londo and I agree, Gaiman likely intended the readers to see those coming. This story, like his others, is so well written, with things you don't suspect as important coming into play later. Things you might overlook become key to the plot, and you realize just how tight of a story it is. And that's how I like my stories.

I'm not going to sum up what the book was about. I used to hate doing book reports because I felt like I was just re-writing what was written on the back of the book. If you want to know what it was about, read the back of the book. Then, …

Question of the Week - Super Power

Well, I finished Anansi Boys, and once again Neil Gaiman rocks my world. I will do a bit of a review soon. Also, I of course need to address the Redskins game, which I will do now:

Why oh why do I even get my hopes up? That game was awful! They did nothing, nothing, more nothing, and then... Wow! They looked great for a few minutes, like magic--scoring two in a row, and almost a third, getting my hopes up... And then, crap! They fell apart. Again. Sigh. So the Redskins are out of the playoffs, as I knew they would be. But they did have a nice run for a while.

Now, on to today's post. It is Monday, and here at Cara Mama's that means it's question time. In honor of the supernatural nature of Neil Gaiman's writing, today's question is:

If you could have any super power, what would it be?

My answer is the same answer it has been for many, many years (as this isn't a new question for me to ponder). I would be able to become any animal, which would include the ability …