I know I may be overloading you on the videos lately. But hello? I finally figured out how to downsize them enough to post them on this here internet. Because nothing is better than having a fancy HD camera when all you really want is to take videos of questionable quality so you can post them on your blog.
Anyhoo - Jayci wanted to talk to you y'all a little bit today about what is like being 6 months old. So without further ado, I give you the cutest baby in the world (seriously no bias here).
*note: although it may look like it, she does not in fact have a bowl cut. And I apologize because I just realized this is probably the most boring video ever for everyone besides Jayci's grandparents. But a video of her sleeping would probably enthrall them too.
Lets Talk About Being 6 Months Old from Becca Stanley on Vimeo.
"Hewwo to all my fans and fwiends. Oh and gwandma and oma. I Wove you!
I am six monfhs old. Mom took me to the doctor just a wittle while ago and she said dat I am getting weally big! I am fourteen pounds and ten ounces - dat's huge pwetty much. And I am bery tall too. But I dont fink we should talk about the doctor any wonger betause I did NOT have fun. Everyfing was FINE until she twied to make me dwink that yucky medicine. Dont worry, I am WEALLY good at getting my way and i have refusing food, dwink and other fings down pat. I just arch my back and blow spit bubbwes. It works gweat. The doctor even said I am stubborn. She has NO idea all the twicks I have up my sweeve.
Speaking of sweeves, don't you just WOVE this shirt? I am so fashionable.
Somefing else I wove is eating. I wish mom would huwwy up and give me some fwuit. Word on the stweet is dat dey taste WAY better dan all the begetables she's been giving me. So far I have been eating wice ceweal, oatmeal, peas, cawwots, sweet taters, and gween beans. Oh and squash too.
Next I will tell you how to get out of your swaddle. It's a new twick I wearned and I am BERY good at it. All you gots to do is awrch your back WEALLY big, den wiggle your arms and POP - you're out! And den you can take your paci out of your mouf and dat way you wont fall asweep. Ever. I wove not sweeping. It stwesses my mom out and den she acts WEALLY funny.
I also wove when daddy frows me in the air. And when dey tickle me. Oh and when I got to go on da swing. Dat was fun too. I basically wove anything dat makes me feel scared or lose my tummy. Daddy is way more fun dan mommy for dese sorts of fings. She's a wuss. But dat's ok betause she has da milk, so i forgive her for being a wuss.
Oh wook! Mavewick! I wove da doggies. Dey are so fun to poke, and den dey wick my face. Which is sort of yucky, and mommy yells at dem. But I dont mind.
And now I need to eat dis fing right here, so I gotta go. Have a nice day! I wove you!