I go out walkin'...

after midnight.

Out in the moon light.

Just like we use to do.

I'm always walkin' after midnight searchin' for you.

And on that note I don't even know what else to say. Other than she's missing her Walmart bag in that 2nd pic which she's started to carry around with a book in it. Oh and don't all "Ladies of the Night" stand around with their finger in their nose?

Would madame desire a spot of tea?

Or perhaps a spot of milk?

This cat is the cutest thing ever! It sucks a bottle, purrs, paws, and meows, just like a real cat, minus the litter box! We spent Christmas eve at GiGi and PaPa's house. Where we stuffed our face with yummy party food and we all had to sit around and be served cups of tea that was "hot" so we had to "blow." Needless to say Little Bit is a big fan of her new table and chairs. However, it's still at GiGi's house because I have to make room for it at mine! The tree needs to come down ASAP (hint hint, Steven). I'm loving all of this pretend play. What's especially great about it is that she's happy as a clam playing in her kitchen and with her tea set by herself! Until she needs a taste tester that is!

And I need to take a few pics of the awesome canvas that my mom had made for me! I'm so happy with how it turned out! It's a pic of Sophie and Steven on the beach this summer, taken by yours truly. I'm dying to get it on the wall!

Midnight Snack

The Carr house helped to fatten up ole St. Nick up last night. Right now we are in the midst of unwinding from a busy day of cooking up a storm in the new kitchen and visiting family. I'll post lots of more pics this week. I hope everyone had a wonderful Holiday!

Round 1

And so it begins. And talk about fun! Steven's parents came down yesterday to celebrate Christmas with us. So this morning Sophie had some goodies waiting for her. She ripped into her presents like a champ but every single piece of paper had to go into the trash before she would move on to another piece. My little neat freak. Anywho, she's now the proud owner of a doll house:

a shopping cart, a Wiggles CD (compliments of Aunt Laura & Uncle Brian) that says "Sophia" in all of the songs (and if you are an avid Wiggles fan this is super cool), some clothes and PJs, and an adorable bear (thanks Aunt Jeff!). But there was one gift in particular that was a grand slam.

Wondering what could put that look on her face?

Yep, her very own REAL digital camera. She absolutely LOOOOVES it and went around all morning snapping pictures and saying cheese. So a great big thank-you to Aunt Amy and Uncle Sean. And maybe now she'll keep her paws off of our cameras!

We also had two little Christmas miracles today. Miss Sophie B peed on the potty 2 times today! W00-who! Maybe playing with the miniature potty in her doll house made something click!

Stinker

This is the look that says "I'm on the naughty list." But I have a feeling that Santa is gonna stop anyway. She's just too cute to pass up.

And this next pic is beyond blurry (I snapped it out of a moving car as I passed this house) and beyond offensive but I have a sense of humor that is beyond twisted. Coming to a community college near you in a few years....Rich Rodriguez.

I personally like how these folks put a spotlight on it. I guess what else are you suppose to do with a life size cut out an egotistical jack ass.

C is for Cookies

And chaos but really who's counting. Actually it went better than I expected but I'm thinking that next year will be a better age for baking cookies. And an even better idea is for the cooking baking to go down in GiGi's kitchen.

This cookie making season Sophie's peanut butter allergy really hit home. Almost 99% of the traditional cookies that we make every year has some type of nut in it or peanut butter itself. Like my favorite chocolate covered peanut butter balls, yum-o. Or the old standard peanut butter cookies with the Hershey's kiss in the middle. Looks like we are going to have to come up with some new recipes and start some new traditions.

Watch'em bake!

Yum, cookie dough. Salmonella contamination is just one of the risks in life that sometimes is worth taking.

21 Months And Counting

Dear Sophia,

It's your mama again so that means that you've grown another month older. Will you stop already! In three months we will be celebrating your 2nd birthday and I'm just not sure that we are ready for you to be a full blown toddler. But I guess they say time marches on.

We are currently at defcon Xmas. Your daddy and I are super excited for you to wake up on Christmas morning to see what Santa has left but you are clueless as to what's gonna go down. You love the tree and the lights and "ho ho" is cool to look at from afar but NOT close up. I guess we should appreciate your ignorant bliss because one day you'll be wanting a $500 Play Station 10 and all your daddy will get for Xmas is a tie and I'll end up with a pair of pjs.

"Cinkle, cinkle, wittle star" is the most beautiful song that my ears have ever had the pleasure of hearing. I say it every month but your love of music and singing continues to grow. And talk about melting our hearts, every night your daddy sings "What a Wonderful World" to you, well you've started to sing parts of it to us. It's right then and there that I want to freeze time and keep you exactly the way you are forever and ever. But then I remember how I had to put you in "time out" five times earlier that evening and I'm soon ready to push play and move on.

And speaking of time out, this month you've started to get the whole concept. Granted you sometimes think it's a big game. But for the most part, time out breaks your heart and hearing you say "sorry mama" is a whole other level of cuteness. I have to admit that one time I put you in time out for a pretty minor offense just so I could hear you say "sorry mama."

You are starting to string lots of words together. The other night you told GiGi to "leave now." I'm sure she's already forgiven you though. And this morning when I handed you your juice you said, "tank you, you delcome." Oh and I think it's safe to say that we've found something that you like almost as much as the Wiggles. Good ole Fraggle Rock, which you've dubbed "Frag Rock." I can honestly say that never in my wildest dreams would I have pictured myself at 30 watching 1984 episodes of Fraggle Rock over and over again. But I guess that's just another one of the million and one fringe benefits that comes along with getting to be your mommy.

Love Mama

And here we are getting your hair cut today. I didn't want to do it but you had to have some bangs cut. I'll ask you now to forgive me for making you look like Lloyd from Dumb and Dumber.

Petty Crime

Apparently we are starting down the road of juvenile delinquency early. Forget the troubled teen years! Our daughter dove into crime at the ripe old age of one! On Saturday my dad took the whole Carr gang shopping. We ventured into the Disney store and while my dad is standing in line to pay for a fantastic Cinderella sippy cup, Little Bit decided to take a five finger discount on a .99 cent Finding Nemo Magic Bath Mitt. Yep…plopped it right into our Old Navy shopping bag and out the door we went. Right as we were leaving the mall Steven happened to peek inside the bag and I hear him say “uh did we buy this?” I probably should have taken it back but I honestly didn't feel like trekking back to the Disney store. Besides, does this look like the mug shot of thief?

There's No Business Like Show Business

Well the show is over. After days and days of practicing jingle bells, and yelling "Hey" at the appropriate spots and laughing all the way with "ha ha ha's," Little Bit didn't say a WORD on stage! Little stinker! I so KNEW that she would pull that one! She sat on her teacher's lap like the Queen of Sheba and looked around at everyone and smiled. Of course at the end she decided to prance around the stage. All of the kids were adorable, especially the 3 year old room singing "we are the world." Here's just two from tonight, almost all of them turned out a little blurry :(.

A Little Bit of Xmas

I can't BELIEVE that Christmas is right around the corner! We have all of our inside decorations up. But I can't say the same for outside. We had great intentions of putting lights outside but it has been so cold and rainy lately that going outside to string up lights just doesn't sound like fun.

Sophia is in love with the tree, literally. She's given a number of ornaments kisses. Strange I know but I guess they were in need of some lovin. The mall Santa, however, got ZERO love from Little Bit. You would have thought he was Satan rather than jolly ole Santa. Needless to say we were unable to get a picture taken with him. We couldn't even get a crying, "please save me" picture snapped. Little Bit stiffened up her little body and there was no bending it. The girl has an iron will. Every so often we'd ask her if she was ready to go back and see Santa and without a second thought she'd tell us "no." Maybe next year.

Waiting for daddy to come home to show him the tree.

Hanging the "Sophia'" ornament.

Hello In There

How do you like this cheap form of entertainment. Steven's parents have a vacuum system in their house that makes the perfect kid intercom. Somehow Steven is always the sucker that has to play at the other end of it. I swear for the first 2 years of their lives I think my nephews thought that their uncle lived in the wall.

Not much has been going on at the casa d'Carr. On Tuesday Little Bit will be making her performance debut in the day care Xmas show. Her class with be rocking it out to Jingle Bells. We've been practicing and Sophie has the "HEY" down pat and a crazy dance that she made up all on her own. We just hope that she doesn't freeze up once the bright lights hit her on stage.

Femoral Anteversion

I know that most of my posts aren't titled with medical terms but on Friday after visiting with an orthopedist we learned that Sophia has something called Femoral Anteversion. And trust me, it sounds a lot worse than it actually is. Basically, her thigh bones are rotating inwards causing her knees and feet to turn in. In a nutshell, she's pigeon toed. For months now we've noticed that her feet turn in causing her to trip a lot more than other kids her age. Not only have we noticed her feet but her daycare teachers and other family members had noticed too. When I was a baby I had to wear a brace that screwed into my shoes for awhile so I was dreading the appointment. I just "knew" that Little Bit would be forced into being Forest Gump and have "magic shoes." Not that I cared what she looked liked but because she was going to fight us to the death over having to wear it. Luckily, we learned that Femoral Anterversion corrects itself. So no surgery and no crazy contraptions, yet. We go back in 6 months to make sure that it isn't getting worse. Not that braces would slow this chick down. Check her out riding the "cho-cho" at the mall. To put it in Little Bit's new favorite word, it was "AWESOME."

The Girls

These are my younger cousins Rhianna (holding Sophie) and Kristen. Rhianna is 5 years younger than me and Kristen is 10 years younger so I consider them my connection to the "cool and happening world." Kristen is in her freshman year, I'd loooove to be in her shoes right now. And Rhianna recently graduated and is just starting in the "real word" living it up as a single gal in Pittsburgh. Sometimes I wouldn't mind being in any of her 20 pairs of stiletto heels either (although they might kill my feet). I have a feeling that the when Little Bit gets a little older we'll be hitting the malls with these two.

And here's a funny one for you. Sophia has flat out refused to say her name and she can say "ANYTHING." Trust me, she even busted out an "oh crap" the other day. So yesterday she finally started saying a version of her name. She's dubbed herself "Tia."