And the winner of the craziest PJs of the night is…

my little boogie monster, PX!

Happy 2 Months, Rizzle!

   

My baby girl is growing up, and doing so particularly fast!

 

Today was her two month checkup and all of her stats are on the larger end of the charts.  Her height is above the 95th percentile, weight is right on the 75th, and her head circumference is pushing the 90th.  My girl is a big bruiser.  She is Rosie the Riveter.  She is…the polar opposite of PX.

A Love(l)y Update

When is it that pregnancy brain actually goes away and memory returns to normal?  I would like to be less forgetful.

The bunny went in for surgery just a night before PX was due for his last round of under 2 immunizations.  Genius, Elle.  Needless to say lovey was released from the plushie hospital the morning after a very basic removal of nearly dangling eyes.  The fact that this little cuddly bunny has NO eyes seems to only bother PX; he was too busy filling in bunny on his latest antics when they were reunited to notice the difference.  But I, on the other hand, am bothered by there only being quick stitches in place of eyes.  Hopefully all the vax backlash and current molar teething episode will be over soon so bunny may get his cosmetic reconstruction finished.

The only upside to this pause on bunny's fix up is I have been able to work on my Father's Day present turned birthday gift for Daddy Drax:  a custom hybrid mei tai.  I've been fine-tuning the overall design for a few months and after finding some perfect core fabric, I'm simply going for it.  Go big or go home I always say so we're forgoing a typical pattern and I'm working with this.  Yes, that is taped to the wall.  No, I have no idea what this table is of which you speak.  Maybe, probably, most likely I have lost my mind (see above paragraph).

Lovey Surgery

circa 4-2-11

PX latched onto his chosen lovey fairly early in life; by six months, a small pink bunny covered in flowers that had once been mine became his.  For whatever reason, it was and still is his teething toy of choice, his best friend with whom he shares pillow talk.  Well during bunny’s “bath” today I discovered that poor bunny is in need of some replacement peepers.  His eyes are attached by mere threads and unfortunately due to the initial construction his original eyes are not salvageable. 

So little bunny enters into surgery this weekend and poor PX is without his best friend for a bit.  Bedtime wasn’t as calm and peaceful as it has been lately but he is off in dreamland with his many other stuffed friends.  Bunny will be getting a full physical along with his surgery to hopefully prevent any necessary operations in the near future.  It’s been a while since I’ve stitched or embroidered anything by hand so this will be something a bit different for me.  My only worry is PX will be a little less fond of bunny once he has no plastic eyes on which he can chomp.  Let’s hope he doesn’t notice the change.