2 months

I could be the worst modern-times mother in the world. I don't have progressive pictures of my growing baby belly from my pregnancy, I didn't keep records of most of the details of that beautiful time, and now that Judith Marie is here, I haven't documented her growth on any of her big benchmark days. Whoops. I mean, there are some really cute ways- little onesies with number if months on them or simply putting the baby next to a cute object for scale. (If I wasn't posting this from my iPhone I would have a hyperlink to Listed/Oh.My.Cardigan or Mommy Koerner, whose bloggers both do and have done an awesome job of documenting their sweet babies' lives). Alas! 

At any rate, here she is, in the only picture I took of her yesterday on her two-month birthday. It was a nice lazy day, as you can see by her peaceful snooze-face. And no, I don't call her Ebe-snoozer Scrooge, haha, yet.

A-movin' and a-kickin'

"A-movin' and a-kickin'." That's what I've been saying lately to JMC in my saccharine baby voice. I am not sure that the "a" (pronounced like "uh") has any sort of real grammatical basis. I could care less. She loves it. I have found I say the stupidest things to her, but she likes the repetition in my strange sayings. Eg: when she sneezes I always say "Ebe-sneezer Scrooge". Parenting makes one weird. Or in my case, makes me weirder!

I've had trouble getting a non-blurry photo of her lately because she's become so active. It's a ton of fun and makes me sad to think about how quickly she is growing up. Here are a few pictures of what she's been up to lately. 

Doing a little dancing

Doing a little smiling and a-movin'

Snoozing with her radish, the first crop from the AU community garden plot where she supervises the work of her dad and grandpa