I'm a horrible mother because I have been neglecting this blog.  I've been quite busy trying to be an extreme couponer while also keeping the house afloat.  Well, the couponing is going okay, and the house is seriously suffering.  I folded about 35 loads of laundry this week.  I'm a bit closer to finishing all of it.  I'm so over it.  Greta has been very busy socializing with her bestie, Oliver.  He had a BIG birthday last weekend (1), and with their playdates, she is quite the social butterfly.

Dave had an interesting night with GFP last night---I went to fetch some Mexican food with some of my Cookie wives, while Dave was left to wrangle the furbabies and the two-legged.  They played, and at around 7:45, he fed her the last bottle of the day.  She finished her bottle, no problem.  He then proceeded to burp her.  While he was burping her, she fell asleep (gross play clothes, and wet diaper in all).  I went in to check on her at around 1 a.m., only to find her completely asleep with a SUPER PEE BOMB for a diaper.  But, there was NO WAY I was going to wake my sleeping child.  NO WAY.  Well, around 3 a.m., she woke up, SUPER DUPER WET.  I then had to completely change her clothes and give her a new thorax (diaper).  NOT HAPPY GRETA.  I brought her into bed with me, a big no-no, but when I am this tired, this is the only option.  Fast forward to 4 am, and she is still awake, thrashing around.  She finally fell asleep before Dave got up for work.  Needless to say, I'm exhausted, looking super hot, and Greta is putting herself to sleep right now.  NOT OK.

And finally, Greta received a magical package from her Pepe----two Navy teeshirts to celebrate the upcoming Navy football season.  Go Navy!  Beat Army!

For your viewing pleasure, I give you GRETA CLAPPING:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dsvulr0cSWw

(Sorry my voice is so loud in the video....I was right next to the phone speaker.)

Please note in the video, how there is NO ELBOW BENDING while clapping.  VERY precise.  VERY agile.  Much like a ninja, with awesome dance moves.

And we are back! 

This week has been crazy.....to sum it up, all of Greta's fellow gang members have been sick.  We are talking foot-hand-mouth, roseola, UTI, ear infections, rashes, etc.  NOT GOOD.  SO, this morning, Greta and Oliver were FINALLY reunited for the first time since last week!  Oh how they missed each other!  Poor Oliver has been Mr. Grumpy Pants, dealing with a high fever, and a nasty rash.  Thankfully, he was almost back to his old self---showcasing his sweet dance moves (pop, pop, lock, and drop), eating pieces of fruit, eating some of my muffin, and collecting random toys and placing them in even more random places.  He is celebrating the big 1 this weekend.  He doesn't know it yet, but Greta bought him a sweet sword to practice his pirate moves.  (It was either that, or chalk.  Swords are way cooler.)

Greta and I are heading to Fort Wayne today to hit up some garage sales.  She is excited to see both her Grammies!  Grammy Jan is driving down tomorrow afternoon.  LOTS of Grammy (and Poppy) time.

This is some of Greta's best work.....a crop circle surrounding her, meticulously placed items within her reach to investigate for further scientific evaluation.  Lately, she's been forming crop circles around her as she plays with her toys.  Her newest passion?  Tearing Kleenex, pulling clothes out of her drawers (especially shorts), screaming, and trying to bounce in her walker.  While she has a black belt in bouncing, walking is an area where she needs improvement.  She's going to have to see the physical therapist again to help with her crawling skills.  As I describe her movements, she has no transitional movements from floor to stand, and standing to sitting.  I'm a bit concerned, because it is as if she has no idea how to go from one to the other.  NOW, if she is upright, she can actually take a few steps on her own.  She has great balance.  I'm sure it is because of her amazing circly/rounded/deep/wide feet.  I will keep my readers posted when we begin the therapy.  We will not look at this a set back, but just another platform to entertain anyone that will pay attention to her, and possibly massage her appendages.

I should also mention that this photo is a great indicator of how circly/magical her fat hands our---very softies, very squishy, always smelling like syrup and sparkles (just like a unicorn).  OH, and because she loves eating crackers so much, they often smell like crackers.

I will not take credit for this photo.  It is the artistic work of Mande Miskewycz, mother to Cali and Wrigs, and soon to be mother of a human baby (in July).

Oh, and Greta now weighs 22.11 pounds (she has now surpassed Bean Bean).

Guess who has yet ANOTHER ear infection? Yep, GFP. No likey.

On a brighter note, she (and I) enjoyed a nice visit to Ellettsville Primary School to volunteer for Elisabeth's workshop. It was great fun and Greta really enjoyed herself.

Hopefully we'll get to see Uncle Ben and Special Friend Chrissy tomorrow----he will be driving back to Illinois and we hope to intercept him in Indy.

Happy Wednesday and GO WINGS!

And the poopies aren't cooperating, once again......

Round #2 of Poopies in the bathtub. I'm thankful Daddy was around to clean it up. Moreover, Greta felt "relaxed" enough to really take matters into her own hands..... by touching the poop. Awesome.

Oh....Greta has taken a few steps....on her own.....AND.....she has two tiny little teefers breaking through on the the top.......