I suppose we're the Pittman monarchy now

August has made a lot of progress in these last two weeks. She started babbling, she even says “dada” sometimes-but I don't think she's actually referring to Tim; I think it's just sounds still.Tim loves it, and he maintains she's speaking just for him. I fear this is a sign of times to come. When she's 15 and complaining for 13 straight hours on why I wont allow her to wear a miniskirt to school...yup; I have a feeling it's going to eventually lose it's charm. She rolled the first time, and luckily, I was able to catch it on the video camera. She started sleeping through the night and taking her naps in her crib, and she's been great about eating from a spoon-last night was her first day with applesauce. So here we are, rolling, eating, sleeping, and talking. I love the sleeping, and I like the eating. The talking worries me because, well, because she's my daughter; and if she's anything like me, I'm in for it. but, the rolling might be the scariest milestone of them all thus far. I mean, has anyone even seen my house? This place is like a giant caution sign! Electronics everywhere, wires hanging, candles, videogame systems, you name it. If it's something your mother would say "no, no, don't touch", it's at perfect eye level here. The one good thing I can say, is that we don't have knives and cleavers on the floor -- look at how responsible we are!

Tim is doing great. While he, like everyone else who has worked in a call center, is unable to love their job, he does well at it. He just got a raise, which, in the land of Bank of America, is like being handed a scepter and declared the King of the universe. All hail Tim, his calls have a real quality. I'm very proud of him, and he deserves all that and much more (Even if he does constantly steal my iPhone when I'm not looking). He mowed the lawn the other day... very momentous occasion if you ask me -- the first mowing of our very first lawn as a family. I took pictures. Can I just say one thing? How come no one told me that a guy becomes infinitely more attractive while he's doing yard or house work?





Everything is boringly the same for me; I'm still looking for a job, ideally I would find something to earn a little income from home so I can stay with August as much as I can. I'm trying very hard not to be too much of an overprotective mother, but I don't see any problem being cautious about what she puts in her mouth. I don't want her eat chips and salty foods. Since it's easier because I only have one child, I'd like to keep her eating as healthy as possible. Well, August just woke up, wow, she napped for two hours... that's a record for her.