Mia's favorite song, Itsy Bitsy Spider.
Sunday, February 5, 2012
Wednesday, December 14, 2011
Stationery card
Confetti Jacks Christmas Card
Seasons greetings with personalized Christmas cards from Shutterfly.
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Tuesday, November 15, 2011
Tuesday, November 1, 2011
Happy Halloween!
Well, we had Mia's first Halloween over here in sunny Las Vegas. Last night, it was a balmy 75 degrees (I think it was actually around 82 during the day), so Mia's fleece ladybug costume was a little too warm to keep on during the day. Of course, I had picked it out with a mind that it would be cold by the end of November! Luckily, Jackie sent us this pack of Holiday 1st onesides, we had had something festive for Mia to wear during the day.
We went down to our new friends Joel and Dara's house to trick or treat. Now we have 2 sets of friends! Go us! We met them through our other Las Vegas friends and met up with them and their son Tybalt for trick or treating. They live in a nice niehgborhood in the South West side of town, where there are lots of houses pretty close together. We had a nice time, but it was hard to spot the houses that were open for business amidst the many (many) foreclosures (sad).
The people handing out candy started getting suspicious that a 5 month old was goig to be able to eat candy... so we did not stay out very long. Trick or Treating with babies is mostly for the photo ops anyway!
Tuesday, October 18, 2011
Adventures in Baby Food
Mia has started eating baby food. Thanks to Jackie (Brian's sister), we've been able to make the baby food at home and Mia's basically cleared to eat any vegetable that we eat.
We started with applies, which were not well received. We thought it might just be because she wasn't ready to eat yet, but now that I know how well she has taken the rest of the food, I realize that we may just have a picky eater on our hands. She took much better to butternut squash, carrots, and sweet potatoes. Next week, green beans.
Amazingly, we are still up in the air about the Baptism. The lady was supposed to call me back this afternoon, but she hasn't. As far as I know, we've already completed all the requirements... but you know. Apparently the Catholic Church is the same as the Federal Government.
Lastly, here is Mia's latest video. On Sunday night, she was cheering the Bears on!
We started with applies, which were not well received. We thought it might just be because she wasn't ready to eat yet, but now that I know how well she has taken the rest of the food, I realize that we may just have a picky eater on our hands. She took much better to butternut squash, carrots, and sweet potatoes. Next week, green beans.
Amazingly, we are still up in the air about the Baptism. The lady was supposed to call me back this afternoon, but she hasn't. As far as I know, we've already completed all the requirements... but you know. Apparently the Catholic Church is the same as the Federal Government.
Lastly, here is Mia's latest video. On Sunday night, she was cheering the Bears on!
Wednesday, October 5, 2011
Guest Post from Chloe The Beagle
That's right, it's the Newest Caccamo Family's first guest blog post. So, take it away Chloe:
Hi everyone! Remember me? It's me, Chloe! Yup, you remember. I'm the one that you all used to fawn over. I'm still here. And I'm still adorable, but I've gotta tell you, things have taken a turn for the worse over here in Caccamoland. Let me tell you my story...
I started out in a sad little pet shop on Ashland. All my brothers and sisters were meek and quiet, but not me! I barked and barked. How else is anyone going to notice how much better I am then the rest? Apparently most of the shop's patrons were idiots, because they kept on picking the quiet ones. The shop owners made an extra special sign over my crate, which said "50% off!" in big red letters, because sometimes, you have to make it clear which puppies are the best. Finally, this 15 year old Girl picked me and I went home with a family.
It was a good start. I had two teenagers, two adults, an older sister and a backyard. We all lived in a nice house with nice wood floors (perfect to pee on!). Everyone came to visit me because I was so soft and cute. My big sister was always trying to tell me what to do, but she was a Golden Retriever, and what do they know? I did what I wanted! I liked her though, my big sis. She always gave me her left overs. After a few years, things started to change.
My teenagers grew up and left the house. Then, my Girl came back from where ever she was for four years, and took me away from my big sister and my adults. At first, I was pissed, but soon, I realized that she needed me! How could I stay with the adults when someone had to take care of my Girl? Poor Girl, she was left behind. I had to be strong. I spent lots of time her. She always wanted someone to sit with her on the couch, or sit at her feet when she was at our table. I took her on walks, I took her to the beach, what more could I have done for her? I was so important to her, I even had to go on airplanes with her. My adults and my big sis came to visit a few times, and sometimes we went to see them at their new place. I took good care of her, we made a great team.
Then, this Guy started coming around and kicked me out of my bed. It's cool though, one less thing I needed to do. I like the floor better anyway. He brought a bunch of things into our house, and he was kind of a pain in the ass. He was always trying to play with me! No way buddy, I'm a Beagle. I am too good for those dog toys you're throwing around. Clearly, he'd never had a Beagle before. He was probably used to those other kinds of dogs, like Golden Retrievers, those suckers. She started wearing something shiny on her finger, and I think she was happy. It turned out, his lap was pretty comfortable, too.
Anyway, it turned out that this Guy needed me too. He probably didn't have anywhere else to go, the poor Guy. So, I started taking care of him too. I took them both on long walks by the lake, to the beach, and we even went on road trips! I sat on my Girl's lap, or at her feet, while he drove me around in the car. We went and visited my adults and my big sis. We went around to other people's houses, I think they were my Guy's people, because they all talked real loud, like him. They were all wanting to pet me all the time, telling me how cute I was. But, I put up with it. They were cool.
Then, one day, we went on a car ride and stopped at this place with lots of cats and dogs. They brought this little dope of a puppy around to meet me, and he was so annoying. He looked so scruffy and had a beard, and I don't know why everyone thought he was so cute. Hello, everyone knows that a smooth coated dog is superior. I don't know what this puppy's deal was, but he would not stop following us around, and he came all the way back into my car and then into my house.
They called him "Swarley". What kind of name is that? That's not even a real name. My Girl even set up a second bed on the floor, like he was staying! Man, I was pissed. He was always bugging me, and bugging my Girl and my Guy. Always asking to go out and to be taken care of. I don't think they knew that he was the kind of dog that needed taking care of, one of those Retriever types. They even let him come up on my couch. We still went out on long walks and the beach, but he took up so much of their time, it just wasn't the same. I guess he got better eventually, but he did have the nerve to get bigger than me. Don't worry though, I'm way tougher. This kid needs me.
The one day, my Girl started getting fat. Like, really fat. She didn't want to go on long walks anymore. We went on a long road trip and now, I don't need boots or a coat in the winter, but sometimes, it gets really hot. I wasn't too mad at her though, I didn't feel like going on long walks anymore either. One day, she went away for 3 days. I didn't know what happened to her, and I had to take care of Swarley. Everyone was always out of the house and my Guy only came by for a few hours a day. Then she came back. But she wasn't alone...
You guessed it. It was a Tiny Human. I had heard about these at the dog park. Those other dogs warned us this might happen soon, but I never believed them. It cried. All the time. My Girl's always holding it and kissing it. And me? I'm not allowed on the couch. I'm not allowed on the bed. Those other people, they're always asking about that Tiny Human. Nobody asks about me anymore. What's the big deal? The Tiny Human doesn't even have any soft fur to pet like I do. Even Swarley has better fur than the Tiny Human.
Sure, my Guy still takes us on walks. Sure, sometimes she still needs me on her lap, but only when the Tiny Human sleeps. Yeah, alright, I still get food, and water, a warm house, a soft bed, but it's not the same. My Girl promises we'll go to the park again when the Tiny Human gets a little bigger, but I'll believe that when I see it. Sometimes, that Tiny Human watches me and Swarley run around and she laughs. And I guess that's kind of nice. But I'm still mad.
Hi everyone! Remember me? It's me, Chloe! Yup, you remember. I'm the one that you all used to fawn over. I'm still here. And I'm still adorable, but I've gotta tell you, things have taken a turn for the worse over here in Caccamoland. Let me tell you my story...
I started out in a sad little pet shop on Ashland. All my brothers and sisters were meek and quiet, but not me! I barked and barked. How else is anyone going to notice how much better I am then the rest? Apparently most of the shop's patrons were idiots, because they kept on picking the quiet ones. The shop owners made an extra special sign over my crate, which said "50% off!" in big red letters, because sometimes, you have to make it clear which puppies are the best. Finally, this 15 year old Girl picked me and I went home with a family.
It was a good start. I had two teenagers, two adults, an older sister and a backyard. We all lived in a nice house with nice wood floors (perfect to pee on!). Everyone came to visit me because I was so soft and cute. My big sister was always trying to tell me what to do, but she was a Golden Retriever, and what do they know? I did what I wanted! I liked her though, my big sis. She always gave me her left overs. After a few years, things started to change.
My teenagers grew up and left the house. Then, my Girl came back from where ever she was for four years, and took me away from my big sister and my adults. At first, I was pissed, but soon, I realized that she needed me! How could I stay with the adults when someone had to take care of my Girl? Poor Girl, she was left behind. I had to be strong. I spent lots of time her. She always wanted someone to sit with her on the couch, or sit at her feet when she was at our table. I took her on walks, I took her to the beach, what more could I have done for her? I was so important to her, I even had to go on airplanes with her. My adults and my big sis came to visit a few times, and sometimes we went to see them at their new place. I took good care of her, we made a great team.
Then, this Guy started coming around and kicked me out of my bed. It's cool though, one less thing I needed to do. I like the floor better anyway. He brought a bunch of things into our house, and he was kind of a pain in the ass. He was always trying to play with me! No way buddy, I'm a Beagle. I am too good for those dog toys you're throwing around. Clearly, he'd never had a Beagle before. He was probably used to those other kinds of dogs, like Golden Retrievers, those suckers. She started wearing something shiny on her finger, and I think she was happy. It turned out, his lap was pretty comfortable, too.
Anyway, it turned out that this Guy needed me too. He probably didn't have anywhere else to go, the poor Guy. So, I started taking care of him too. I took them both on long walks by the lake, to the beach, and we even went on road trips! I sat on my Girl's lap, or at her feet, while he drove me around in the car. We went and visited my adults and my big sis. We went around to other people's houses, I think they were my Guy's people, because they all talked real loud, like him. They were all wanting to pet me all the time, telling me how cute I was. But, I put up with it. They were cool.
Then, one day, we went on a car ride and stopped at this place with lots of cats and dogs. They brought this little dope of a puppy around to meet me, and he was so annoying. He looked so scruffy and had a beard, and I don't know why everyone thought he was so cute. Hello, everyone knows that a smooth coated dog is superior. I don't know what this puppy's deal was, but he would not stop following us around, and he came all the way back into my car and then into my house.
They called him "Swarley". What kind of name is that? That's not even a real name. My Girl even set up a second bed on the floor, like he was staying! Man, I was pissed. He was always bugging me, and bugging my Girl and my Guy. Always asking to go out and to be taken care of. I don't think they knew that he was the kind of dog that needed taking care of, one of those Retriever types. They even let him come up on my couch. We still went out on long walks and the beach, but he took up so much of their time, it just wasn't the same. I guess he got better eventually, but he did have the nerve to get bigger than me. Don't worry though, I'm way tougher. This kid needs me.
The one day, my Girl started getting fat. Like, really fat. She didn't want to go on long walks anymore. We went on a long road trip and now, I don't need boots or a coat in the winter, but sometimes, it gets really hot. I wasn't too mad at her though, I didn't feel like going on long walks anymore either. One day, she went away for 3 days. I didn't know what happened to her, and I had to take care of Swarley. Everyone was always out of the house and my Guy only came by for a few hours a day. Then she came back. But she wasn't alone...
You guessed it. It was a Tiny Human. I had heard about these at the dog park. Those other dogs warned us this might happen soon, but I never believed them. It cried. All the time. My Girl's always holding it and kissing it. And me? I'm not allowed on the couch. I'm not allowed on the bed. Those other people, they're always asking about that Tiny Human. Nobody asks about me anymore. What's the big deal? The Tiny Human doesn't even have any soft fur to pet like I do. Even Swarley has better fur than the Tiny Human.
Sure, my Guy still takes us on walks. Sure, sometimes she still needs me on her lap, but only when the Tiny Human sleeps. Yeah, alright, I still get food, and water, a warm house, a soft bed, but it's not the same. My Girl promises we'll go to the park again when the Tiny Human gets a little bigger, but I'll believe that when I see it. Sometimes, that Tiny Human watches me and Swarley run around and she laughs. And I guess that's kind of nice. But I'm still mad.
So guess what? I'll pee on your floor. That'll show you.
Thursday, September 29, 2011
4 Months!
Although technically, Mia turned 4 months on Sunday the 25th, I decided to delay this post until we had her 4 month pediatrician visit, so that I could post her stats:
Weight: 13 lbs, 4 oz, 50th percentile
Length: 25", 75th percentile
Head: I forgot the measurement, but 25th percentile.
Shots: 2 - she didn't feel the first one, but screamed bloody murder on the second.
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| Post-shot nap. |
We are clear to stick with soy formula (thank you Mia!), since she seems totally back to normal and no longer has any bloody #2s. She continues to have some trouble with constipation, so we need to continue with prune juice. In a more exciting transition, we are cleared to start solid foods. Mia's head control is good enough for her to start on all fruits and vegetables. We're supposed to get started on the high-fiber foods at once, so that we can cut down on the prune juice, which is a lot of sugar for a little baby to be ingesting every day. I'm excited to get the baby food processor out and get started! She's already started eating some cereal in the past few days, and we have good and bad feedings. Sometimes, she acts as though this baby rice cereal is the most delicious food in the world, and sometimes, she reaches for the bottle that is sitting on the table. Hopefully, she takes a better liking to apples, which we'll start on first.
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| Mia's makeshift work high chair, Mia says "Gimme mah cereal!" |
Mia has hit all the milestones she's supposed to. She's holding her head up 90* when on her stomach and looking around. She's rolled over (although only twice at this point, but I guess it still counts!), and she is really starting to increase the baby talk. Lots of consonants and vowels, though mostly "Ha! Ha! Hoooooo."
We picked up an "exersaucer" at a local secondhand kid's store. I went to the store 3 times before I found one that looked clean and basically new. We picked up the exact one I was planning on buying on amazon and paid $32 instead of $70!
We picked up an "exersaucer" at a local secondhand kid's store. I went to the store 3 times before I found one that looked clean and basically new. We picked up the exact one I was planning on buying on amazon and paid $32 instead of $70!
In more Baptism news, Las Vegas's Catholic community continues to astound us with the number of hurdles to get your kid to become Catholic. Once we 1) became registered parishioners, and 2) completed our baptism course, we thought that we were golden to schedule the baptism. It turns out, we need to have both our Godparents complete Baptism classes, and send over their confirmation certificates before we can even pick our mass! Crazytown. We have both Godparents scheduled and hopefully after October 7th, we'll have more definite plans.
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