Saturday, April 30, 2011

Happy Birthday to Me

Sofia Mae Crane at a 6 month glance
Weight: 15 lbs (50%)
Height: 26 in (55%)














Dear Sofia,
What do we love about you at 6 months? Other than making us go crazy over you... you are VERY mobile. You would walk if I would let you. You would eat steak if I would let you. Dad would let you. You sometimes sleep with eyes open (a Crane thing). You hum while you nurse (a Noah thing). In 5 seconds you go from one side of the room to the other. Everything goes to your mouth. I finally don't cringe when Dad throws you in the air or makes you fly. You still get people stopping me wherever we go, just to see your pretty face. We love, love, love you.

Mom and Dad

P.S. I was only supposed to take one 6 month picture. Oopsies.

Thursday, April 21, 2011

A Great City

She survived. Or should I say, WE survived Sofia's first plane ride. I was a little nervous and like a frantic mom, looked up tips for traveling with infants. Most said, they will most likely sleep the whole plane ride. And did she?

This is what she looked like the WHOLE plane ride. Wide awake. Playful, mouth open. Entertained many passengers.


 We went to beautiful city of San Francisco to visit Jeff's side of the family. One of the perks of going was Sofia got to meet a few of her cousins, her Tia Brooke, and Tio Mike. Cohen and Eden were soooo good with her. This was my fav, Cohen in the hammock cuddling with my girl.


Don't mind her Mr. T hair here. The cutest thing was when she started to fuss, Cohen looked at me and said, "I'm done." Wish I could say that sometimes.


Meet primo Seth. He is 3 months and so adorable. I love that such a big baby came out of little Brooke. He weighs 4 lbs more than Sofia.


We went to the farmers market and I LOVED the fresh fruit. Strawberries, oranges, and asian pears. Delicious. We took a family picture to prove we were all here...


There was a section for kids to play. Who ended up playing? My husband. Who knew that jump roping could be competitive?



I can't get enough Father/daughter pictures. She just loves Jeff so much. Who could blame her?











 I love that my family lives in San Diego, and Jeff's in San Fran. No matter who we visit, we get to visit some of the best places in the U.S. of A! We are blessed. We have a good life. A really good life.

Monday, April 11, 2011

The Queen is Here.

The Queen is here to see the Princess. And she brought LOTS of gifts. You think your mom is crazy with gift giving to your children? My mom brought Sofia about 30 outfits. I'll really count them later, and make sure that wasn't an exaggeration. Here are 3 of my favs. 2 bathing suits, and a navy blue and white polka dotted coat. Love it.


The ONLY time I will let her wear a bikini. Jeff wants a long sleeve onesie under it.




Can you just picture her walking around in this with white leggings, and a little purse?
Ok, so secretly, I WANT THIS BATHING SUIT! For me. Not fair.
I'm ready for church, mom. She'll be walking soon...

She loves this lady who keeps bringing her gifts, keeps her stylish.

Tia Melody, do you like the dress you bought me on me?

Posing.



 So, I really don't have to buy this kid clothes. Between my mom's visits (she brings a suit case of new clothes every time), Melody's impulse Fifer buying (she says she sees it and HAS to buy her nieces love), and Cam's making her the cutest outfits...I never have to lift a finger. But do I? Of course I do. She's my first. And I love her.

Thursday, April 7, 2011

Baffers

For some reason, my weird family calls baths, baffers. I know, we're weird. Sofia loves showers, and we just retried baths (before, she screamed bloody murder). She loves them. Dad is with her in the bath (with his swim trunks, don't worry). Dad loves doing her hair in the bath. I have a full naked picture  (of Sofia, not me), but Jeff would be mad if I put it on the blog. Sorry.





Saturday, April 2, 2011

A Handful, a Mouthful

Sofia won't eat cereal. It's bland. It's gross. It's boring. Today, Jeff let her lick his strawberry. Bad idea...



About 20 minutes later...


She was really mad at Dad for "taking it away" (there was nothing left!)

Vampire?


All you moms thinking, "oh no, she's not going to eat anything else" or "now she's not going to eat her veggies..."
Whatever. It was adorable. And look at her now...