Eleanor's Messy Day and Other Bits

Eleanor makes us laugh constantly. It seems like each day she learns some new trick that cracks us up. She tries to copy almost every thing we do, and it always comes across so funny. Here is this mini version of"us" mimicking our actions. It often seems like she's mocking us.

Her latest.

-"Yawning." If you yawn, she responds by opening her mouth really wide and exhaling "Haaaaaah". Like you would to fog up a window in the car. I never noticed how much I yawned before until she started doing this each time I did. (In my defense, I am tired because SHE wakes up four times a night lately and wont go back to sleep without my help. So. Tired. Always. Trying to fix this.)
-She's learned to click and clock her tongue, and will stop in the middle of eating or jabbering to show you.
-She can blow kisses which is ADORABLE. (Sorry for the caps, but it really is.)
-She can do a fish sound too: "Bop, bop, bop."
-If you leave your feet out, she will tickle them with a high pitch "tcklklklklglgl" sound. It's from playing This Little Piggy. She will usually end it by biting your big toe.
-She also does this funny scrunch face whilst breathing quickly through her nose. Don't know where she learned it, or what she is copying, but we now do it back and forth with each other all day.

As she gets bigger we are introducing her to more and more foods. So far she likes just about everything. Today she ate a whole serving of pasta with marinara sauce. I started feeding her with a spoon, but she eats much better if I let her do it herself.
Here are the obligatory messy baby shots.
Crazed, messy baby shots it seems.

Here is a smidgen of her scrunched-face bit.

And... I'm not sure what she's doing here.
Getting her hair crusty, that's for sure.
What time is it? Bath thirty!

Hiding from the camera.

Later in the day we were having a lovely, quiet, Sunday afternoon. Eleanor was playing sweetly by herself, Clayton was on the computer and I was reading.
We were both on the couch about two feet from Eleanor.
Clayton comments that she is being awfully quiet.
We couldn't quite see her as we were reclining on the couch and
she was sitting on the floor right in front of our knees.
I lean forward to look and...

Yep. Eleanor had pulled out all the wipes out of the case. About 200 of them, one at a time. Here she has one on her head
and about 17 in her fist.

How can she cause such mayhem right under our noses? Such a naughty, naughty baby. To make up for it she "clocked" her little tongue about four times and then tickled Clayton's toes before crawling away from me at mach speed.
All right, such adorableness will atone for any mess.

In other naughty baby news, a few days ago I was trying my hand at plastic pom poms. You make them out of grocery bags to use as bows on presents. Here is a link if you want to try them. Eleanor got a hold of a finished one.
Both of these looked the same to begin with.
Her "after" version would be on the bottom.

And here she is on another day getting into the fridge. Her favorite sport. Like most babies, she loves to "unpack" any box, cupboard or fridge shelf. In this one she is trying to get out the Henry Weinhard cream sodas. She likes to hear them clank on the floor one by one.
P.S. The bottles unfortunately look a lot like beer bottles. The lady at the store even asked for my ID (Yikes! The very appearance of evil, yada, yada, yada. But also- so flattered to be ID'd!) before she realized they were just root beer. Not sure if it's worth buying them.

Love her tippy-toes! And I love that she is dressed like Audrey Hepburn (ala Funny Face) here. Only, not quite as trim as Audrey. Did you see her in those wipes shots above? CHUN-KY!

Why are fridge shots so embarrassing? Is that why they always show the fridge on Cribs? I promise there are some healthy vegetables in there behind the Costco-sized bottle of
chocolate sauce and all eight types of soda.
P.S. We are SO using all of those wipes. We just shoved them right back into the container, carpet germs be darned.