Frosty Morning

Today was one of those days where you wake up and feel like Christmas is right around the corner. Literally. I turned the corner and thought Christmas was going to jump on me and try to scare me like I used to do to my sister Kiera in the basement when we were kids.
Everything was covered in frost. The cars, the houses, the leaves, the grass, everything. Even the smashed pumpkin I saw in the middle of the road while I was driving to work was frosty. I really shouldn't wish for this, but I can't wait for the first real snow of the season. Not those lame flurries, I'm talking inches of snow that you can go sledding in. There's something so peaceful about an entire neighborhood covered in piles of fresh white snow.

Two nights ago we gave Samantha peas for the first time. At first she looked at the green mess in the bowl and seemed like she wasn't going to try it. This may have been because of my failed attempt at making her green beans a few weeks back. They were awful, and she let me know it. Thankfully, she tried the peas, and she liked them. She kept letting them ooze out of her mouth a little bit, so it looked like her bib was coated in dragon slime when it was all said and done.
Oh, and just to clarify, we don't normally eat in the nude at our house. She is wearing only her diaper because Chris was about to give her a bath when I snatched her up and started to feed her peas. I'm glad we're clear on that. This morning Samantha and I were hanging out in the living room watching the news. She was standing up next to her bumbo chair, and then she leaned over like she was going to pick something up. I thought that was pretty normal, usually a pacifier or a toy finds its way into the bumbo chair. She stood up and looked like she was chewing on something. Hmmm...strange. I fished around in her mouth and didn't find anything. Then she held up her hand and was about to stick it in her mouth when I saw a dark little spot on her palm. I picked the thing off, and it was a ladybug! This time of year we get a lot of these little buggers in our house. I blame our old windows, but there is always the possibility that they can magically transport themselves in from outside like Harry Potter and his gang. Needless to say, Samantha thought she needed more protein or something and tried to eat one of these nasty crunchy bugs. Gross. She survived her ladybug taste test, and managed to smile for the camera too.