I joke all the time about what a tough life I have... living here in Hawaii... being an athlete and a full time mom. It's almost ridiculous, really, how good we have it. Not that we have tons of money or things~ it's not about money or things~ just that we live a life in a really cool place and take advantage of it every day.
Now I'm laughing inside about what a great life Moana has too. And she really has no idea how good she has it, because this is all she's ever known. She might grown up thinking all trees have orange and green bark.
Too bad she won't remember all this when she's older, because if she did remember these days, she wouldn't come back later on (when she's an adult) and blame all her problems on me*. ;)
Today I took Moana over to the pool in our condo complex. She's totally loving her floaty toy.
All I can say is that the apple doesn't fall far from the tree. At 7 months, Moana has started water running.
After all that fun, we came inside and had more fun... in the bathtub... my real motive was the wash the sunscreen and chlorine off her, but as far as she knew it was just more water playtime.
Eventually she started eating Winnie the Pooh, so I figured maybe it was time to come down and have lunch.
Moana is eating like a queen these days. Well, if queens eat pureed peas and green beans with homemade brown rice cereal, that is. I made these veggie cubes and put 'em in the freezer, so meals for her are super easy to prepare.
I just thaw out a cube in the microwave and then mix it with some brown rice cereal that I pre-made and stored in the fridge and Wa-La! Lunch! And she really likes it too. Almost all of it goes in her mouth and down the hatch, which is a heck of a lot easier than out her mouth and on the floor.
All that excitement is plenty to wear a baby out. She's out cold in her crib right now. Which means it's time for me to clean the floors (again), fold the laundry (does that ever end?), unload the dishwasher, empty the cat box... and if there's time before the little one wakes up, take a shower. Ahhh, I have it so good.
*Ok, when she's old she might blame her wrinkled leather skin on me. I swear, I put waterproof SPF 55 sunscreen on her every time we go to the pool or beach, but I guess when you go pool/beach 5x/week in the summer in Hawaii, you're destined to get a bit of sun. Baby's got a farmer's tan already at 7 months. Sorry, Moana.