I Won!

Ack!! I am so excited! I just found out I won a contest on one of my all time favorite blogs- Enjoying the Small Things.

I won a gift certificate to Bambaroos, an adorable Etsy shop with the cutest little headbands for Evie!!! I've been wanting to find her some of these headbands, and have even contemplated making some! Check out the adorable-ness:

Thank you so much to Kelle at Enjoying the Small Things! If you haven't checked our her blog, you totally should. She's a great writer and takes amazing pictures. I got hooked when I read her story in Parents magazine while pregnant.. when her second daughter, Nella, was born, it was discovered that she had Down Syndrome. Kelle shares her story beautifully, and with such honesty. And they just celebrated little Nella's first birthday!

Anyway, what a great little Monday surprise!

Tiny Dancer {Two Months}

My little tiny girl is two months old!!

8 Weeks 5 Days

She's changed sooo much in the past month!

I feel like she's a completely different baby than when we brought her home..

And this munchkin has been keeping us on our toes lately.. in the form of...

COLIC.

Yeck. But that's another story for another day.

Besides, how can I complain when this little 2 month old face is smiling back at me???

Pretty pretty baby

Snuggle Bear

We've had some relatively nice weather this week, so Evie and I have been trying to get outside for some fresh air and exercise. Since she's finally big enough, I broke out the Baby Bjorn and we bundled up to take a long walk.

A view from the top.

This face cracks me up.

I know these pictures aren't the best, or even in focus, but I just thought they were hilarious and too cute!

We got two of these cute little bear suits from Old Navy on clearance at the end of the year, and Evie is just adorable in them!

Weekend Fun

Evie had a big weekend! On Friday we got dressed up for a little trip to the mall.

And no mall trip would be complete without some ruffles and knit booties...

Then on Saturday, my mom (otherwise known as Grandy) came into town for a visit!

Uncooperative photography subject.

As you can see.. I don't look too much like my mom.. and now my daughter looks nothing like me! Some sort of full circle crap. :)

Actually, I do look like my mom in my features and mannerisms- just not my complexion or at first glance! So maybe Evie will look a little more like me as

she grows..

We had a great visit, complete with bath time.

My mom is planning to start coming down to visit every month, which I love, since I want Evie to know and be close to her. (Hint, hint to my other parents!! You should come down, too!!) I love that my mother-in-law lives here and can help out with Evie, but it makes me sad that she won't get to see my parents as often.

My sweet little girl will be 8 Weeks tomorrow!!

Happy Birthday to ME!

Luckily, I've already received the best birthday gift in the world!!

Looking forward to a great day with my girl and a loooong overdue pedicure! :)

Winner!

Woo hoo!! I won a giveaway on Strictly Simple Style and a $40 CSN gift certificate! How cool is that!??

What should I get??

A few things I wouldn't mind scooping up:

Dash and Albert Woven Zanibar Rug

Le Creuset French Oven

My Little Lamb Dreamy Motions Swing

Thank you so much to Karen at Strictly Simple Style!

Blue Eyed Girl

Look at these baby blues!

Who would have thought!??

She's going to look so different when they change color..

Here are a few others I got during our little photo shoot a week or two ago:

I could nibble on those toes all day! :)

Jailhouse Rock

So.. minding my own business on a typical Saturday at Casa de Newborn.. you know, feed my daughter, burp, diaper change, put to her to sleep.. pour myself some cereal, go get my crying daughter, feed her, burp, attempt to put her to sleep.. use the restroom, got get my crying daughter, feed her, burp, change diaper, play, try to put her to sleep.. pour milk in my cereal.. Rinse and REPEAT.

Anyway, somewhere in between all of this baby goodness, I get 3 phone calls all day. And who might be calling me? Oh, just Unknown Number. To which I say no thank you. Finally, when my phone rings again after dinner, I say to hubs as I'm looking for my phone, "do we think it's your buddy Unknown Number again??"

And folks, it WAS.

So he decided to answer the phone for me. I have a suspicion it's Pottery Barn's customer service, since they have been trying to track me down for a little survey after our nursery purchases. But they usually call from a 1-800 number and I can put them off for another day. It's not that I have anything bad to say or am ultimately against giving them feedback, but they call at inopportune times, and truthfully, it makes me feel a little powerful to know that I'm keeping a customer service rep from being able to cross me off her list.

Hehe. :)

So anyway, hubby answers the phone, but doesn't say hello or anything and then gets this weird look on his face. "What, WHAT???" I stage whisper. After 30 more seconds or so, he hangs up and tells me what's up: Someone is trying to collect call me from the COUNTY JAIL. And by someone, I mean AN INMATE!

Well isn't this spicy for a Saturday night! (The Aja of 10 or even 2 years ago is dying a little bit at this statement).

Who could possibly be in jail?? Do I know any convict-types?? No, not really... And who could possibly be in jail and decide that, of all people, they should call ME?

Let me insert here, people, that no one should ever call me if they get thrown in the slammer. I believe I told my own husband this a few months into our relationship. (Not that we were worried he would have any run-ins with Johnny Law, but you never know..) I do not keep large sums of cash on my person, and if you want to know the whole truth, I have only used the ATM 2 or 3 times. Seriously. Don't even know my own pin number. So don't try to rob me at gunpoint either, because you'll only come away with about $8 and some hand sanitizer.

So back to deciding who could possibly be calling me.. honestly, the only person I could think of was my sister. (Sorry Morgan!!) And not because she drives too fast or deals drugs or is behind on her taxes or anything. No, no, nothing of the sort! But she's the only person I could possibly come up with who might think to call me if she were in some awful situation like this. And even then, I'm not so sure I would be the first person she'd call..

Anyway, after a fast and furious "you're not in jail, are you??????????" text, a quick search of the inmate log online and a call to her work to track her down, it was decided that she's not the perpetrator. Thank God.

Crisis averted.

But now I'm still a little curious as to who in an orange jump suit is calling me to chat..

Well, if they happen to call again around 3:15am and I'm up feeding Evie, I just might take the call..

Daddy's Girl