Other than Claira trying to walk (she took her first little step last night), alot has been going on in the Tittle family. We have returned from 20 days of traveling during Christmas. It feels so good to be home. I didn't realize home much I love being home, in a routine.
As soon as we got home, we decided the Claira's pacifier (a.k.a. "the plug") was going to be only for bed times. I was looking at all the pictures from Christmas and realized that in 75% of them that thing was in her mouth. It was time for it to go. She's only 8 1/2 months old so I don't think it has to be completely gone, but I was tired of it falling on the floor in restaurants and other places and having to keep up with which ones in the diaper bag were clean or dirty. Four days and she's going fine. I do have to listen to here whine a little more instead of plugging her up, but it doesn't seem to be bothering her at all. We get to see her smile more and talk alot more too.
Her new favorite thing to say is "uh-oh". It's so cute. She fell today and instead of crying, she looked up at me and said "uh-oh".
Claira got a ball pit for Christmas and has become a little obsessed with it. She loves playing with balls and is trying really hard to say "ball".
She has also decided that she is too big for baby food. She refused to eat anything I gave her on a spoon. So, we are done! No more making baby food for me and I am very excited about it.
Ok, to end on a funny note. Last night Brandon had a worship leaders meeting after church. So I was left to do Claira's bedtime routine by myself (which is normally not that big of a deal). But last night was different. I put Claira in the tub and was playing peak-a-boo with her. Claira made a familiar sound and then I heard a noise I had never heard before..... Claira pooped in the tub! She has never done that before (in fact we laughed at our friends Mitch and Katie when their little girl did it when we were together over the break). I picked Claira up and stood her beside the tub while I unplugged the tub...... one problem, our tub is clogged and takes forever to drain. In the meantime, Claira pooped some more on the floor. What a night! I pick her up, towel, wash clothe, shampoo, and soap and head to the kitchen to bathe her in the sink. Holding naked baby in one hand, I clean out the sink and fill it with water. Claira is too tall for the sink! She can't sit down because her legs are too long. We used to bathe her in the sink all the time but it's been a while. So I hurried to bathe her (since her new favorite thing to do is rub her food covered hands in her hair, bathing is a must). She stood up in the sink while I washed her off. It was pretty funny.
Sorry this was so long, just thought I should share some of the recent fun times of the Tittle house. I smell a dirty diaper, got to go.
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too funny.....you know when Jack decided to poop in the tub? The one and only time was last year at NCYM in Atlanta when he was about Claira's age. Very fun in a hotel where I had NO cleaning supplies!
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