Baby "Pistachio" Blog: A visit from Gigi and Pappy!

Soon after Father's Day, my parents (Bree's Gigi and Pappy) came to visit for a weekend. The last time they had seen Bree in person was in January when she was 6 months old. Big difference now that Bree is almost 11 months old! I still look at Bree and can't believe she's the same person as the little baby I carried around a few months ago. She's now crawling, eating table foods, and babbling like no other! In the beginning, Bree pulled her separation anxiety act around my parents, but within a few minutes of them sitting by her, she warmed up. She started a new game while my parents were up. My mom and I were sitting on the couch with Bree between us. I passed Bree her turtle, Yertle. Bree would then turn and pass the turtle to my mom. My mom passed the turtle back to Bree, who then turned and passed it back to me. It was the cutest game in which she played for quite a while. You could see the wheels in her head turning as she figured out the pattern and how to pass objects from person to person. My mom brought these adorable monster cupcakes to celebrate Bree's birthday (11 months anyway). The cupcakes got a little squished on the ride up, but they were still super cute. We put a candle in the cupcake and sang to Bree. She had no idea what to do with the cupcake. She poked at the frosting with her finger one or two times, but didn't dig in. I broke up her the cupcake and fed her a piece or two. She still didn't want too much to do with it. Strange child...ha. I wonder if she'll do the same for her 1st birthday cake.

The next day we took my parents to the Mystic Seaport. This weekend they had a wooden boat show, in which all sorts of vendors set up shop selling different nautical objects. I really enjoy the Seaport, they do such a great job and making it a nice place to visit. The morning of their leave, we took Bree and my parents to The Shack (a small breakfast diner nearby). The food was great; however Bree decided that she didn't want to sit in the highchair without screaming. I had to hold her the entire meal. She did decide that she wanted to each most of my buttered toast. Meanwhile my ham and cheese omelet was getting cold. We had to ask the waitress to warm it back up. My dad had to cut up my food for me as Bree wouldn't let me sit her down. Soon after that, my parents had to leave for the drive home to Maryland. We had a great visit with them. It was nice seeing them and Bree play especially now that she's older and can play a bit more.