"Dat baby's doesn't gots no shoes on his feets...He gots feets."
As uttered by the most adorable 4 year old in Rite Aid, and it still cracks me up. She first complimented PF on his shoes (converse) and then freaked out because Beanie wasn't wearing shoes. She got her mom so she could tell on us.
It still makes me laugh.

I have Cee-Lo's voice in my head going "I think you're crazy" over and over again. How anyone can not like that song is beyond me. Beanie used to calm down to the Gorillaz Feel Good, Inc. Which means I probably listen to that Dangermouse produced stuff way too much for the PF's liking. Because that's what you do, baby. Dude, this stuff's better than Madonna ever was. I've been WAITING for something new to pique my interest musically on the regular radio. I think most people I hang out with are such music snobs they'd never give something this commercial a chance. The funny thing is, all their indie cred music is being coopted by commercial enterprise, and can be heard in the background of numerous commercials. It sucks, but that's the way it is. And that's how I found out my fetus was a rocker, thank you Jetta commercials.

The past two days have been overcast during the day, and sunny/bright during the evening.
Beanie and I have been walking Seamas and playing with him on the sand by the lake. She's such a calm baby. You'd never know she was teething until you put her down to do something and realized she's not gonna let you put her down no siree. She wants IN your arms RIGHT now and no ands ifs or buts about it.

That top left tooth is taking awhile to come in. Poor little Beanie, it seems to want to pop, but no relief yet. I can't believe how many teeth need to come in. I teethed. I don't remember being so miserable. Apparently we have it easy, though. Beanie's a really easy kid for the most part.

The last time we took her to Ikea, I put her into toddler beds and said "Night night" over and over again. The first few times she thought it was fun. The 4th time, she got pissed off. I wonder if she will take to a crib if we buy one soon? I definitely, no question about it, want a convertible crib that turns into a little toddler bed. I literally refuse to buy, or let anyone buy for me, anything that is NOT convertible. Mostly because I think cribs look like jails. And also because we've had her out of a crib for so long, it would be weird to suddenly put her in one. She's learned how to crawl off the bed on her tummy so she doesn't fall off. That's pretty impressive. So I kinda think she's ready for a toddler bed.

I'm also curious about when to start potty training. I know I'm jumping the gun, but the adorable baby bjorn potty is kicking my ass. I want this potty. Do you start when they are walking pretty confidently for a couple of months? Beanie is about to walk. She is doing the take-a-step-away-from-your-knee, turn, grab-the-table thing. She will also stand for a second before collapsing in a pile of giggles. This is the ULTIMATE in fun. I used to say I'd love her even if she was retarded, which is true, but I think I would stab myself if this was the game I played with her till she was 30. Luckily, even though she's doing this weird, weird "unnnhhhhh unnnnnh" laugh thing instead of normal giggles all the time, she's obviously not retarded. She's a little scarily smart, actually. I hope she isn't too precocious, because I hate truly precocious children. I shouldn't say "hate", it's a strong word.

I love my little Beanie.

I've been thinking that Elsa is a better name for her for school than Beanie. I really like the Elsa Peretti for Tiffany/Bean necklace. My girlfriend has one, and it's adorable. Anyway.