Showing posts with label hands. Show all posts
Showing posts with label hands. Show all posts

Sunday, December 9, 2012

Self-inflicted blindfold

With the weather turning chilly, I dressed Rossleigh in a sleep sack this evening (with built-in mittens, since we've established that she won't keep her hands covered) and I put a little hat on her to help keep her head and ears warm.  She likes to spend her time by flailing her arms around every which way and rubbing her face with her fists.  This was what she looked like post-flail - she had a self-inflicted but unintentional blindfold!  LOL  Afterwards, she was moving her head all around and cooing as if she was saying, "Hey!  Who turned out the lights?"  Silly girl!


For the record, I immediately uncovered the hat from her eyes after taking this picture.  Just had to capture the moment and her sweet silliness!!  :)

Wednesday, November 28, 2012

All about hands and trees

In the last week or so, Rossleigh has discovered her hands and let me tell you - she is ALL about her hands!!  When she's sleeping, they're in her face (and she's started pulling her hair to prevent her from falling asleep)!  When she's eating, she tries to put them in her mouth, making it a little difficult to fit that bottle in there too.  Fortunately, she's not about putting them down in her diaper yet, but I wouldn't be surprised if that's not too far down the road.  Ha ha!!

I did a little photo shoot today of her in her crib, getting ready to take her nap.  I know I'm biased, but I just think this whole "hands phase" is the cutest thing!!  :)



The other thing that Rossleigh is really into right now is Christmas trees.  She just stares in amazement at the lights and the shiny ornaments.  And if you tap the tree so everything moves a tad, just forget it!  She goes into a trance!!  LOL

A couple of nights ago, Lance was going to keep his eyes/ears out for Rossleigh so I could be downstairs cooking dinner.  I came up to let him know how much longer things would be and found this sight:

Apparently, she had been fussy and when he walked past the "Heritage" themed tree we have upstairs, she seemed in awe of it and stopped crying.  He tried sitting her in her rocker/bouncer and it was all the entertainment she needed.  He calls her the "Christmas Tree Inspector".  Hmmm...we may have to leave a tree up year round!!  LOL