Today was one of the rare days where I’m home alone with Aria.
Every semester, The Hubs seems to have a huge in flow of other grad students needing a tutor for their statistics courses. Since he’s like the statistics super genius, it means a lot of Saturdays he’s tutoring. Sucky for family time, but good for the $30/hour pay.
So, today Aria and I got to hang out, just the two of us for a few hours.
As usual, we had a photo shoot.
We got dressed in cute outfits (okay, Aria got dressed in a cute outfit)
Like, can you even handle ruffly bum jean bloomers? I know I can’t.
We had lots of great tummy time. I even worked on mine. I’m pretty proud of my neck control – er – and Aria’s.
We rolled over a few times. Actually, Aria did, I tried, but I just can’t figure out the maneuver.
There were lots of smiles while practicing sitting up, and standing.
It was such a fun afternoon – even when I decided to go through all of the old newborn and 3 month clothes (obviously they don’t fit anymore) to pack away. I may have cried a little when I realized that if we have a boy next, and decide to not go for a third baby, I won’t be able to see these outfits on a little girl ever again. Then I told Aria that she can use them as dress up for her dolls. Her dolls will have a pretty good wardrobe.
Then I cried again when I realized that it was time to pull out the two drawers full of 6 month clothes that were now ready to be worn. I remember folding those and thinking “it’s going to be soooo long until she wears them.” It was here in the blink of an eye.
And now I’m weepy again.