Well, here it is. The picture of her first bloody nose. She was just walking around carrying an old dilapidated VHS box, when BAM! she falls and smacks her nose on the coffee table. We can all breathe a collective sigh of relief...her first accident resulting in bloodshed has come and gone, on to the breaking of bones! *wink*
The players:
Christina, the mom
Rik, the dad
Boris & Spike, the brothers
Hella, the monster
The scene:
Early morning in the Speed house. Overnight, Boris and Spike have crept into their parents' bed...as usual. Christina is to the starboard side, Rik next to her, then Spike, and Boris lying on the port side.
6:45am
Hella wakes up for her early morning nursing. Christina, dutiful as always, brings her into the bed with everyone else. This, it turns out, is a dreadful mistake.
Dun dun dunnnnnnn...
7:10am
Christina has fallen back to sleep. Hella has finished her nursing. She sits up, surveying the sleeping family, a malevolent twinkle in her eye.
7:11am
The attack begins.
She launches herself onto Rik's face, slapping, drooling and biting. A squeal of girlish glee punctuating each dive. After getting nothing more than a groan, she changes tactics. Sitting back up, Hella spots Christina's long hair. A few quick tugs elicit more groans. Next up is Spike. She clambers over Rik, kneeing him in the nose. Spike's response to the pummeling is much more satisfying to Hella's black little heart...he shrieks...loudly. Next, Boris is quickly dispatched with a few swift kicks to the face...bringing more yelling.
Rik halts the carnage by grabbing her and pulling her under the covers. She will not be contained. Fighting her way out, she dives onto Rik's face again, this time with a well-timed eye gouge. Christina pulls her off, winning herself a giggling head butt to the mouth.
By this time, both boys have risen and joined in the melee; punching, jumping, laughing, screaming and tickling. Rik and Christina look at each other with bleary eyes...time to get up.
I saw this dress and couldn't resist. I'm sure you can see why.
Nearly 9 months old, and still no teeth. That doesn't seem to diminish this beautiful smile.
Things left unattended, immediately become
This is not a human being...this is a prototype
When a day full of activities winds down...
Like any good girl, Hella slept peacefully the entire 13 hours it took us to drive to Nashville for a Thanksgiving with the grandparents.
Sure it was a bit cooler, but nothing keeps a girl warm like being in her Daddy's arms.
Sometimes it takes the grownups too long to feed the kids and they have to go looking themselves.
Tofurkey aside, Hella prefers the dessert portion of the meal. She is her Mother's daughter.
I was in the bathroom starting to dye my hair when I hear some loud short bursting screams start to get closer and closer. I look down and of course Hella Katchoo is staring up at me. So...I continue to dye my hair periodically looking down at her beautiful smiling face. She lies down on the rug sucking her thumb. She pulls herself up on the kiddy toilet. She grabs the toilet paper and sits down pulling it towards herself. "That's enough, Hella Katchoo." I say as I slowly grab the wadded up paper from her tiny clenched fists. She just smiles. She crawls over to the door where she just sits down and stares at me. Oh my god, I think. She's amazing. And she doesn't stop staring. Looking straight through me. I'm rendered speechless. By a 7 month old baby girl...speechless. Now that's something.
