Okay, so the last time I wrote on my blog, it was like two weeks ago. I took Giada to visit my aunt in CA, and we had a great visit! Though it was too fast, we were able to take Gia to Disneyland (pics to follow, when I get my arse in gear and upload them to my computer from the camera), and most importantly, we visited our uncle that is very sick with cancer in an assisted living facility.
If you were to ask me what my favorite part of our trip was, it wouldn't be Disneyland, amazingly enough. Though the churros were way hot and fresh, and the rides were memorable, as well as the tear inducing fireworks show; visiting a bunch of elderly people with a baby was way more entertaining. The first person to get to know Giada at the nursing home was my uncle's mother, who is 100 years old. We were afraid that my daughter was going to crush the poor woman. Instead, Giada admired her shirt buttons, and rings on her fingers. In response, auntie gave Gia a beautiful 'specimen' doll, so that she could start a collection. Though Giada's too young to play with it, the doll sits on the nightstand in Giada's room; a friendly reminder that a little baby can be a warm ray of sunshine to anyone at any age or stage of life.
The next person who got to know Giada was my uncle himself. Though he's dying of stomach cancer, he was able to have a 'spitting contest' with my daughter, and it brought a smile to his face. He's not a 'baby person' as he said, but he couldn't keep himself from grinning while my daughter unabashedly spat all over his clean room. Only babies can get away with that kind of stuff. Her smile was infectious no matter who we ran into at the nursing home. There was an elderly man in the elevator with us as we were going up to see uncle and auntie, and the aides standing with him told us afterwards that though he was smiling at my daughter, he hadn't hardly smiled since he'd moved in, and that was over a year ago! There was another cute man that created a poem for my daughter, just by looking at her. It went something like this:
If you were to ask me what my favorite part of our trip was, it wouldn't be Disneyland, amazingly enough. Though the churros were way hot and fresh, and the rides were memorable, as well as the tear inducing fireworks show; visiting a bunch of elderly people with a baby was way more entertaining. The first person to get to know Giada at the nursing home was my uncle's mother, who is 100 years old. We were afraid that my daughter was going to crush the poor woman. Instead, Giada admired her shirt buttons, and rings on her fingers. In response, auntie gave Gia a beautiful 'specimen' doll, so that she could start a collection. Though Giada's too young to play with it, the doll sits on the nightstand in Giada's room; a friendly reminder that a little baby can be a warm ray of sunshine to anyone at any age or stage of life.
The next person who got to know Giada was my uncle himself. Though he's dying of stomach cancer, he was able to have a 'spitting contest' with my daughter, and it brought a smile to his face. He's not a 'baby person' as he said, but he couldn't keep himself from grinning while my daughter unabashedly spat all over his clean room. Only babies can get away with that kind of stuff. Her smile was infectious no matter who we ran into at the nursing home. There was an elderly man in the elevator with us as we were going up to see uncle and auntie, and the aides standing with him told us afterwards that though he was smiling at my daughter, he hadn't hardly smiled since he'd moved in, and that was over a year ago! There was another cute man that created a poem for my daughter, just by looking at her. It went something like this:
"As beautiful of a girl you are,
Tonight you look like a movie star.
With a smile that's fresh and vivacious
And a cute body that's very curvaceous."
All in all, we went to Beverly Hills, California, to cheer up our aunt who is soon to lose her husband. With my daughter in tow, we (and I mean my daughter mostly), were able to bring a smile to her face, and give her a chance to build up more energy and determination to face this trial head on. We love her very much, and hope to visit her again soon.
Now, here are some other exciting tidbits:
Giada is now nine months old! (Congrats to Rob and I, for doing okay so far as parents, though we know that the battle is just beginning).
We went to Giada's doctor's appointment today, and all is well! She measures at 80% of height at her age, and 50 something percent in weight. Her head circumference is very small, but thankfully, we know that she's got quite the brains on her, because she's officially crawling EVERYWHERE. Thus, mom had to break out the drill today, and baby proof the kitchen cabinets. Though the bathroom doors stay closed (for now), those cabinets and toilets will be next in the baby proofing department.
That should cover the updates for now, though we still need to upload photos and stuff. We will get on that soon, but in the meantime, thanks for reading (and being patient with my procrastination), and being such great friends! Have a great Friday the 13th weekend!
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