The first weekend in February, I was lucky enough to have Arionna spend the night with me. It was the first of many sleepovers to come.
It was a big week for her, as it was also the week she learned to stand up.
On Friday night, we just stayed in and played until she went to sleep.
I managed to get what may be my favorite picture of her….
Wow. I just love that.
She slept okay at my house. I had trouble getting her to stay down, but once she was asleep it was about six solid hours before she woke up. And she didn’t cry when she awoke, just talked to herself in her crib.
Even though she isn’t smiling, I love this photo. Just the merging of all the different colors as she sits on my bed. She just finished eating Jello (her first!) in my bed. Yes, she ate in my bed. I didn’t know where else to put her, it isn’t like she can sit at the table!
The next morning, we were up bright and early and just played in my bed for a while.
She’s very cheerful when she wakes up! Or maybe because I was letting HER control the remote. She never gets remote privileges.
Then I let her play with the pink pillow
. That thing might be the smartest thing I ever bought!
She was literally gasping for air she was laughing so hard. Plus, you can see ALL of her teeth in that picture!
After we got dressed, we decided to call up Grandma and see if she wanted to go out to breakfast with us. It was insanely early and since I was up, I needed to eat. I figured Ari would like to taste her first Denny’s (I was right) and I hadn’t been in years. Grandma was delighted to be a part of our special time together. While we waited for her to arrive, I tried to get a shot of me and my best babycakes.
That’s not too bad…the best of the lot, for sure.
After breakfast, we were looking for something to do to kill time and we decided to drive out to Grandpa’s new store on Ford Parkway. It’s all the way on the far edge of St. Paul, so it was a bit of a drive. My mom and I had never been there, so it was fun to see where he works now. He was shocked to see us and gave us all the grand tour. He was even nice enough to carry the baby, who is no lightweight.
I figured we needed to mark her first ever tour of a Produce department back room. It will be the first of many, no doubt!
Neither one of them was really a good sport about it, but it is still recorded for posterity.
On the drive back, we decided to pop into downtown St. Paul to see the ice sculptures. We didn’t stay long, since the baby had no coat, but we took a few cute shots.
I was bound and determined I’d get her on the ice throne. After waiting and waiting with a calm baby, once it was finally our turn:
Think she liked it?
My mom hadn’t even stood back up or fully let her go and she’s wailing that hard. Mom just scooped her back up and off we went.
She seemed to like the ice wall much better.
Then, because I think Em and Chad let her watch too much Wheel of Fortune, we decided to get this poor child some culture. So we took her to the Ordway.
Of course, that is a joke. We did not take a ten-month-old to the symphony.
But we thought it was funny.
Then, on our way out, we saw the classic statue of Herb Brooks
. Naturally, I thought it time for another photo op. My mom thought it was weird.
I told her it wasn’t weird, it was funny.
Then I offered her the baby so we could get a shot of Ari and Grandma and Herb. Grandma said it wasn’t necessary.
She climbed up there, so I guess that meant she just wanted to be alone with Herb.
Of course, seconds after I took that she said, “why did you take a picture of me ALONE with him?” And I poked a little fun at her and she said, “give me the damn baby” or something similar.
And suddenly, even though she was JUST up there with me, Arionna has now realized there is a third “person” on this pedestal and cannot take her eyes off that statue.
That ended our adventure to downtown St. Paul. The baby was getting tired and so we headed back to my house to hang until her parents picked her up.
Grandma even let her play in the fireplace…
…things sure have changed since *I* was a kid. Grandma was a lot tougher then.
Thanks for the memories baby cakes…it sure was a fun weekend!