Ariana´s Mood Swings

Is it bad that it cracks me up when she starts throwing a tantrum? Most of these tantrum and smiley pictures were taken within seconds of each other. She gets mad when I won´t give her the camera. She´s a bit dramatic.

Doh!!

3 weeks after the cut

Contrary to some popular advice given to me after last month´s post, I cut Ariana´s hair. I just wanted to trim up the straight bottom layer to line up with the curly top layer. I took her to a kids salon, they had a little car and animal seats and everything. A bored-looking barber came out and unenthusiastically told me to put her in the chair. I should have bolted then. I put her down and said I didn´t want to loose much length, I just wanted him to even it out. I apparently should have specified things a little better.

Three minutes and a heart attack later he said “all done” as I was stuck staring at her curls all over the floor. I was so sad and so mad. I heard myself lament the curls and he just sighed and said it would grow back better this way. I wanted to deck him. I definately didn´t want to pay the $7.00 for the hair cut. I was so sad, I kept apologizing to her all day and then everyday for the next week I hit myself on the side of the head everytime I looked at the back of her head. The front didn´t look too bad, albiet alot shorter. But the back! Ug! Her little curly layer was like the ruffle on the top of a window curtain. It just crowned the top of her head then there was the totally straight layer going the rest of the down. It´s not brushed down in the picture, so you can´t really see the very distinct divisions. Thankfully it is starting to grow out and I´m starting to deal with it better. Just like they say, “The difference between a good haircut and a bad hair cut is (3 weeks or 6 weeks?). Her case is definately a six weeker.

Before

After

Before

After

(She is in the washer because I have to line dry the clothes after I wash them, I am just ecstatic that I finally have a washer. Anyway, I can´t have her crawling around in the mud and I can´t leave her inside while I am tending laundry outside, she she stands in the washer while I hang the clothes up on the line. A good arrangement if I work fast.)

10 Months and So Dang Smart!

My beautiful little Ariana. I am so fascinated by her everyday. I love watching her discover new things. You can see the awe on her face everytime she enfronts something new and interesting. She analyzes EVERYTHING. She will tilt her head back and forth trying to decide what she thinks about whatever she has come across, then she´ll either pick it up and study it some more or move on. She will scan the room when looking for something new to play with, I watch her as she lets her gaze move past the 20 toys strewn across the room, then I see her face light up as she zones in on an outlet or paper or anything destructable, chokeable or otherwise not good to play with, and she heads straight for it. Why are the toys not intriguing? Just a "been there, done that" issue? Or a "this will get my mom´s attention faster" issue? She is so funny and so decisive. She´ll even get the little mischievious smile and giggle when she sees me trying to beat her to whatever she is going after.

The other day I was putting on my mascara and she had her hand out grunting for it. So I closed it and gave it to her assuming it would just go straight into the mouth. But it didn´t. She immediately pulled on both ends trying to open it. Then she pulled harder. Then she changed hand positions, turned it over, looked it over, pulled harder. I was actually very impressed at her focus. She kept trying to open it for a minute or so, then when she decided it wouldn´t open, she chucked it. I kept thinking, "is she really only 10 months old"?

Today I threw her a little piece of cereal and it landed right behind her foot. I could see her looking for it and I told her (in spanish) "it´s by your foot, behind you" I was just talking to her until I could get back over to her to help her find it. She looked at me, so I told her again "It´s by your foot, behind you". She turned and looked straight at it and picked it up. Coincidence? Can she really understand that well already?? Honestly, I was floored. Again, "is she really only 10 months old". I guess her spirit is much older than that and half the time she is probably looking at me like I´m clueless.

New House

Okay, I promised no more critter posts, so I had to add this picture to this post. We found this at the end of our driveway this morning. I think it was hit by a car. When I saw how big it was, I said "Isaac, if one of those happened to come in the house, I can´t step on it, it´s too big!" He said, "you can´t step on it anyway, they jump." Yikes! The good thing is that all of these "little" (I swear all of the wildlife here is on steroids) creatures have been found outside, none inside. Thank Heavens!

This scorpion, in length, was about from my finger tips

to my wrist. He was a big guy (these pictures are actually close to life sized).

Spidey, poor thing.

So we moved. Yay! It´s got it´s pros and cons over the last house, but the bottom line is that the windows and doors are closeable. No more mosquitos. What a blessing! The most frustrating part is that it is very small. Although it is a three bedroom the owner decided to use one bedroom as a storage room for her stuff, so now we are a little stumped as to where to put our extra stuff. We were planning on putting together our three month food storage as soon as we moved in, but now we don´t know where to store it. I´ll have to work something out.

The other downside is there are a lot of little critters around (all outside though since I can close the windows and doors - anyone new to the blog, our last house had cinderblock windows, not glass and non closeable, and a metal gate for a back door. We had all kinds of things inside the house).

I´m sure many of you are tired of/grossed out by all my little critter posts, so unless I get any cooler pictures than these ones, I´ll cool it on the subject. But I can´t pass it up this time with these pictures. When we moved in we had a little "pet" spider on the back porch. She made me pretty nervous at first until I did some internet research. She looks very much like a Florida Garden Spider, not so harmless, only she is alot bigger. The FGS is about the size of a quarter while our little spidey was the size of, well, my open hand. Fingers included. But I asked a few neighbors and they said she wasn´t poisonous, so I was no longer afraid of her. But the neighbor was, so they poisoned her. I was actually a bit sad when I saw her dead in her web.

Then last week when we came home from church there was a visitor next to our front door. This nice, big, black scorpion. Isaac let me get a couple of pictures first, then he took care of it with a machete. I wasn´t so sad about that one. Our neighbors have said that there are a lot of trantulas around here, they mostly come out when the developers start digging in the neighborhood behind us. Everytime Ariana grabs one of Isaac´s shoes, I have this flash of a trantula coming out of it and biting her. I have started sticking my own hand in and checking first, just to make sure. Hopefully, they can´t get in the house.

Then last, but not least, two days ago the maintainance man found a large snake near the pool. It was hanging out under some roofing tins behind the maintainance closet. It´s called an "X" snake, apparently very poisonous. Oh great. So, I used to open our double sliding doors to let in some air, but now I suffer the heat. I don´t want to encourage any guests like these to come in the house.

Upside to the new house - love the pool next door. It is a nice size and during the day it is practically a private pool for us. Everyone else is working and at school. Ariana and I go out everyday. We love it!