We have a hunch that Moxie likes being naked. She kicks her feet, cracks up, and almost never pees all over us (famous last words).
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Moxie has a pet giraffe. Aunt Sam bought Moxie the giraffe before she was even born. Given the Post-9/11 ban on exotic animals flying commercial, we haven’t been able to get Moxie and Twiga together. She hasn’t ever met Twiga but their relationship has already started. We’ve had some Twiga sightings.
This is a really fun cool thing Sam, Bibi, and Babu are setting up for Moxie. We thought we would share the first few photos with you. We will keep everyone updated on Twiga’s adventure.
We have decided to start sharing the joy of Twiga with all of your. This became especially timely when Twiga made an appearance in Bethesda of all places!
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| Not the most flattering shot. |
There’s a saying, “You have a bat in the cave.” It means, “There’s a booger sticking out of your nose.” You know sometimes you have a dry one that moves when you breath. You can’t feel it and you just keep talking while that little thing steals all the attention away from what you are saying. Luckily we have friends who tell us when there are bats in our caves. In Moxie’s life Strider and I are those friends. She has had some snot lately, perhaps she caught something from one of the other daycare rug rats–who knows. But we have a variety of tools to remove mucus from our daughter’s nostrils. We have the squeeze/sucker ball from the hospital, we have another from a kit we got at a baby shower, we have yet another sucker that came with the saline drops we got for her nose when we were flying to Florida. We also have a snot suck (a.k.a. The Nose Frida) which I personally found absolutely disgusting and now can’t live without. However, with all the power of kleenex, face wipes, three squeeze/sucker balls and the Nose Frida–I can’t for the life of me pry this bat from Moxie’s cave. It is just stuck there laughing at me.
She is making the sweetest faces and hand gestures and sounds tonight–but all I can focus on is this damn booger. Poor girl has such a flake for a mom. Poor girl’s mom also took a picture to share.
On Thanksgiving morning Grizzly, Strider, Moxie, and I went for a walk in the woods behind our house. Oh, we took the dogs too. Melanie, Griz’s wife, was also at the house but slept through the hike in preparation for the day’s festivities. Gyges and Pili hadn’t been back in the woods for a while so it was all very exciting. Lots of sniffing to do. We got to see the giant trees that fell during Super Duper Storm Sandy.
Grizzly and Moxie decided to wear fun hats during the walk: Moxie in a cupcake and Grizzly with wings. Jess stole the hat from Grizzly because she is a wuss. You will note that Strider and I are totally bundled up and Griz has only a long sleeve shirt. He spent much of his early life in Mongolia and thus is very comfortable in cold weather. He actually radiates heat.
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| They dressed like twins. |
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| Somehow Griz got stuck walking the dogs (heehee). |
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| They aren’t actually smiling–these are the facial expressions of men looking directly into the sun. |
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| These two had lots to discuss. Topics ranged from software to make movies to high jumping techniques. |
If I don’t say so myself. I think she’s the cutest pa-tootiest. Today she got all dressed in one outfit and then had an explosion that required a wardrobe change just 30 minutes into the day. She hasn’t messed with (in) this outfit yet so we got some pictures. No real point to this story–just sharing some pictures of Moxie. We think she’s the Bee’s Knees.
Strider took a really cute series of photos of Moxie in her new slippers (too big for her but cute all the same). The really make her giant feet look bigger–awesome.
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| This is no camera trick. Her feet are that big. Please, make jokes about saving money on ski rentals. |
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| She slow mo falls over when we leave her there to sit. It’s pretty darn cute. |
Moxie decided it was time to try out her seat. She’s just a little too young but can sit in it for a little bit before she slumps over. We plan on bedazzling it and adding wheels.
Folks, big doins today. Moxie spent her first half day at daycare. She goes to stay with a wonderful woman named Rita who lives about 4 blocks from our house. She has several other children: another infant named Vivian, two toddlers named Sydney and Natian, and then a few one dayers here and there.
She did fine, I think. Though, since she doesn’t know how to talk yet, I don’t really know her thoughts on the matter. She did consume 7 oz of breast milk from two different bottles in the mere 5 hours I was gone. Fairly certain she’s hitting the bottle to solve her troubles.
Here’s what she wore on her first day:
She came home in different clothes. I guess 10 minutes after I left Moxie pooped right through her cute little jeggings. Who hasn’t pooped through their jeggings?
Sometimes in the mornings Strider and Moxie catch some ZZZs together. This time wasn’t super successful on the sleeping part but it sure was cute. (Clothing provided by Noa)
Here are a couple pictures we took today. Just so you can see how we look–just in case you forgot or didn’t look at any of the other posts, or don’t actually know us. You know, just in case.
