Thanksgiving

In our neck of the woods, Thanksgiving was relaxing and wonderful. We were not part of the traveling crowd, as we stayed in town and spent the day at Tom and Melody's house. It was low-key, fun, and stress-free. I had big plans of going shopping on black Friday, not for anything in particular, just to get out and be part of the crowd. I ended up spending my day in bed with a stomach bug, while Melody took the baby for me. Thanks again, Melody, for everything!!

Amelia's checking out her outfit


Of course she wouldn't look up for the picture


Sharing cool-whip with Dad


Then Dad got "creamed" by uncle Jeff


Oh my gosh, she looked up!


We're having a stern talking-to about looking good in pictures...


...And this was the best we got.


Happy Thanksgiving, and on to Christmas! YAY

Stuck

Let me begin by saying that I hate baby proofing. I find it very annoying whenever I want to get into a cupboard or drawer that I have to push down on that stupid locky-thingy (very technical) to get into it. Therefore, we have done the most minimal amount of baby proofing around our house. Don't worry, we have all the chemicals and other harmful things safely locked away, but pretty much everything else is fair game for Amelia to get into. We have been closing the door to the bathroom for quite some time now, finding that to be the easier option. Finally, the other day we decided it would be necessary to baby proof the bathroom because Amelia now knows how to open lids and squirt stuff in her mouth, like diaper rash cream and toothpaste, and enough is enough. Now that the bathroom is all squared away, we can leave the door open! YAY!

So, today I'm sitting on the couch in the living room and Amelia is wandering around the house as usual. I hear her messing with some stuff in the bathroom for a few minutes, then she lets out a few whimpers and then very clearly (for the first time) says, "stuck." I go to the bathroom to find this:



Great.