SIX MONTHS!

davis is six months old today!  time flies.  i thought she would get her sixth tooth for her half birthday, but no such luck.  it's almost here, but not quite.  maybe tomorrow.  both of the girls are over their snots, davis just has a little bit of a lingering cough.  they passed it right on to me.  but aside from the sinus pain, i'm doing alright.  marley woke up in the middle of the night devastated b/c she didn't know where her hot chocolate was.  just sobbing.  it was heartbreaking.  i wonder what kind of dream led to that....but i crawled into bed for a snuggle and she was soon back to sleep.  davis has even started to sleep in past 4am.  thank god.  seriously.  4am is just not right.  so when i went to get davis out of bed the other morning i signed and said it was time to change her pants.  she looked at me and signed milk.  so i took that to mean she wanted to eat first, so we did.  later someone pointed out that she might be confused and think the sign for milk means me, which at this point it basically does, so what's the difference?  she gets excited when i sign milk, so i think she knows what it means.  we have started decking the halls here.  we go all out here.  i love me some christmas.  and christmas decorations.  i have a really awesome new nativity scene that i'm gonna unpack tomorrow.  just need to find a time to go and get our tree.  well, since it was davis half birthday we did a photo shoot.  of course we had a major code brown in her cute onesie (and it actually fit her this month!), so i didn't really get any of that.  i introduced peas the other day and she loved them, but i am blaming them for all the recent code browns.  i mean we changed clothes like it was going out of style today.  like i don't have enough backed up laundry to do.  c'est la vie. 

peanut supervising

this is marley's tree

she decorates and redecorates it all by herself.  except for the lights.  dad does those.

we told marley uncle kirby is coming for her birthday.  now she's ready to skip right to her birthday. 

davis misses you too kirby, she would just rather eat paper.  or chew on anything really.

look ma!  no hands!

six months old!

perfecting the tripod.

some or all of the above may find their way to your mailbox as our christmas card.  now it is time to go slather myself with vicks in hopes that i don't resemble a chainsaw in my sleep.