Showing posts with label Beatrix. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Beatrix. Show all posts

Thursday, December 30, 2010

Monday, December 20, 2010

Five Days 'Til Christmas

HEY-OH! Only five days until Christmas! We want to make everyday more festive than the next. Today we will start with an ill-fitting Christmas sweat shirt.

Friday, November 26, 2010

Happy Being Held


Beatrix was passed around like a sack of potatoes and super lucky to meet her Great Grandmas. I am sure they are both sore and now have defined biceps and triceps. 

Snazzy Thanksgiving



Her first Thanksgiving called for some real clothes. Beatrix partied it up and managed to not mess the dress until it was almost time to go home.

Monday, November 22, 2010

Luvin' My Cousin


Even though Esmé was all dolled up in her sparkley dress and pearls - that didn't stop her from getting all cozy with her new cousin. Beatrix does look bothered, but I think that's because she's under dressed. I guess she just couldn't get it together and change out of her pajamas that day. Man, what a baby.

Wednesday, November 17, 2010

Experimental Expedition


We decided to try a few new things this afternoon. Bear suit, Baby Bjorn and buying something. All at once - woah ho ho what a big day. There was lots of shoving. Shoving the Bjorn on me, shoving Bea in the suit and then shoving Bea in the suit -  into the Bjorn.

Now THIS is Sweet Bea

The Many Faces of B.F.P.



Monday, November 15, 2010

Hair and Hands


We were all surprised by Bea's hair and hands when she was born. Almost 4 weeks later it looks like her fingers are getting longer and her hair is getting...different. The mini-mullet is tucked into her collar by coincidence. It's a good thing she got her Dad's volume and not mine.

Changing Table Cha Cha

Beatrix makes the best out of a messy situation by dancing while I clean up her business.

Tuesday, November 9, 2010

Thursday, November 4, 2010

Go Horse

That's what some Hoosiers say when rooting for the Colts. Although I don't think Beatrix is there yet. Maybe she won't even be a Colts fan? Gasp, there I said it. Somehow I don't think her dad will let that happen.

No Costume This Year

For her first Halloween I thought it would be easier to just dip into the seasonal hand-me-downs instead of trying for an actual costume. Next year Beatrix should be ready for mustaches and stuffed nude-suits.

Homecoming



When we got home from the hospital, the Bleskins met us at our house. Aimee and Marc were like a swat team. Some sort of modified post-baby swat team that comes in with food, booze, hand-me-downs, advice and cute kids. It was great. Beatrix got to meet her first wave of cousins while I asked Aimee hundreds of questions in between mouthfuls of enchiladas and sips of Dark Lord Beer.