Mals & I took a road trip “Up North” with my mom this past weekend. The weather wasn’t super great but we did get a little beach, water & boat time in and we had a WONDERFUL time with my aunt & uncle and their yellow lab Tucker. It is always such a treat to visit them – they have a beautiful house with a great deck overlooking Walloon Lake; one of my favorite things is “cocktail hour” on the deck, enjoying the company and the view. Mallory was a great little girl all weekend – cute and charming and …
Category: Mallory
Mischief is Mallory's new middle name
Holy Little Miss Mischief. She is out of control.
I *just* read an article about giving your dog space with the new baby, to not let the baby interrupt mealtimes because dogs can be pretty territorial about their food. Apparently Cooper & Mallory haven’t gotten the memo, seeing as how Cooper stepped aside so Mallory could join him at his dinner table last night. Mallory thought it would be fun to pull Cooper’s water dish out of the stand, luckily it wasn’t full of water.
Mallory’s other new trick followed shortly after…”come to the bathroom to get ready for your bath!”, I …
"I guess she can stay" -Cooper
Cooper might just be starting to see some value in having Mallory around (aside from her sharing food with him from her high chair, which we put the kibash on whenever we see it happening).
Cooper has been textbook retriever from almost day one ~ I say “almost” because the first couple of days we had him he didn’t like the water and didn’t like to retrieve…so Rick & I were sure he was defective. But he quickly jumped (and tumbled and somersaulted) into a retrieving beast and will chase a tennis ball until you give up. (picture is Cooper ~ …
9-months!
Forgot to post an update from Mallory’s 9-mo checkup.
Little Miss Mallory turned 9-mos on Monday, and at her doctor’s appointment she got great marks on everything. She weighed in at 20lbs, and is 27.5 inches long.
The doctor did find that Mallory has an umbilical hernia, which I’ve heard is hereditary. My dad’s dad, my dad, and I have all had surgery to repair umbilical hernias. Back in the olden days, they end up stitching you back up with no bellybutton, luckily by the time my dad & I had our surgeries, they are better about it; but how come I …
My Sweet Little . . . Bulldozer?
Our friend’s daughter is in daycare with Mallory and we trade reports — Mallory is usually there already when Allison gets dropped off so I occasionally get a call from Alli’s mom with a Mallory update, and Mallory leaves before Allison does in the afternoon so I call or text Christine with updates/pictures of the girls when I pick up Mallory.
Yesterday Christine called and was laughing about Mallory – she told me she was in the corner with all the toys, and wanted to crawl over to where Allison was. I guess there were a number of toys blocking her …
Soooo Big!!!
Crazy busy week around here. Wow. We haven’t had anything on the calendar but it seems like I haven’t had a chance to really sit down. Until now. Rick is off to hockey, Mallory is passed out in her crib, and I have 45 minutes til I should be in bed. There are a million things I should be doing…Pampered Chef stuff, putting laundry away, putting dishes away, scrapbooking (well, I shouldn’t be doing that but I want to be doing that), and here I sit, in front of the biggest time waster in our house…the computer. But I feel …
Chi-town
We just returned from a fun road-trip to Chicago via the train; it was Rick & Mallory’s first time on the train and they both did very well. With gas prices being so high, and parking in Chicago being so expensive, it totally made sense for us to rail it west.
Only two things on our agenda: deep-dish pizza and fun with my cousins. The original plan was to go to a Cubs game but the games are all sold out. I wasn’t sure if they were *really* sold out or sold out like Michigan games are, where you can usually …
All done
Mallory is showing flashes of my personality. Up until now she has been all Rick – VERY easy going, mellow, laid-back, go-with-the-flow, etc. But just the past week or so, she isn’t afraid to let us know she does NOT want another sip of apple juice or her pacifier or another bite of food – and she chooses to tell us this by sweeping her arm across her highchair tray or giving you a kung-foo arm to swat the cup away. I better go look up “all done” in my baby signing books. I think that should be our next …
We are in trouble
Rick & I are busy and we have a shedding dog and don’t care to spend a ton of time keeping our house super-spotless. If the dog chews off a piece of kong, it may stay there a few days until we run the vacuum. Same with the dog hair that seems to collect in the corners of the kitchen.
This all changed over the weekend. Mobile Mallory crawled to find herself a chunk of kong and I got to her *just* as she was putting it in her mouth; apparently she is unaware that it won’t taste good and it …
Crawl-crawl-crawl-pull up…plop
This is Mallory’s new daily agenda: Crawl-crawl-crawl-pull up…plop…crawl-crawl-crawl-pull up…plop…crawl-crawl-crawl-pull up…plop. There is a little room for eating and drinking and we have finally hit the stage where sleeping isn’t interesting because there is too much to see and do.
This morning she slept in way later than usual so I thought I should make sure she was OK – I peeked in at her and she was lying on her tummy, playing with the Aquarium thingy that is hanging in her crib (there is a button you push and the fish swim around). This is the first time I’ve seen her even …