The one constant thing in life...

...is change. And with that in mind, you may have noticed that "Truly Outrageous" has undergone a little bit of renovation. Not a full face lift, but just a little botox if you will. Crazy to think that this was started almost three years ago! My how life changes. I'm genuinely excited to see where I'll be in another three years...

- Rambler Rock Star Mama

Baby Blabber

At four days shy of being 9 months old, here's an update on Mr. P...

No crawling yet. He's great sitting on his own; he hardly ever falls over. When we force him to his tummy, he usually just rolls over. But occasionally he'll hang out for a little bit and once or twice we've caught him starting to get up onto all fours. Today I caught him getting to all fours and then to his hands and feet, with his booty way up in the air. But as quick as it happened, it was over. It's cool though. I'm in no rush for him to start crawling. I know our world is going to be VERY different once he becomes mobile. Not to mention all the baby-proofing we still have to do. (shudder)

We think Mr. P's begun to wave "bye-bye." At first, I didn't believe HH when he told me, but I have to admit I think he's right. It's still very sporadic, but something about it definitely seems purposeful sometimes. And of course now we're obsessed with it. Even if we're just going to the bathroom, we try to get him to wave. Poor kid...

About a month ago (right when he got sick) we noticed that it looked like we was cutting two more teeth. Turns out we were right. He cut his third tooth right at 8 months with the fourth tooth following shortly after. They're all on the bottom, so hopefully he'll get some top teeth next?

He's getting really good with his hands. If a toy (or anything really... apparently the tv remote is just as good) is within his grasp, he's got it. And he's getting better and better with cheerios and fruit puffs. The funniest is to watch him try to eat the ones that get stuck on the back of his hand or wrist. I swear, I can hear him thinking, 'Ah ha! You silly cheerio! You thought you tricked me, but I'm too good for you! [munch, munch, munch]'

Lastly, Mr. P is now quite fluent in Baby Blabber. There's definitely still lots of growling, but more and more there are da-da's, ba-ba's, ra-ra's, and now even some ma-ma's. I can't help but think those are the best!

Bath time... for my sinuses

I finally tried it. Today I bought myself a Neti Pot. And although it is true that I belong to the Church of Oprah, I've actually wanted one since before it was featured on her program. I think I first heard about it in my yoga class, when I was taking prenatal yoga. I have pretty bad allergies so I've been interested to see if it would help any with my congestion. I wish I had gotten it sooner as I was battling a really bad head cold last week, but better late than never. Anywho... it's definitely a weird sensation that I'll need to get used to, feeling the salty water in my nose and sinuses, but it wasn't so weird that I won't do it again. I didn't get the gobs of nasty boogers I was expecting (still not sure if that's a good thing or not), but I definitely feel like it helped clear things out a bit. I'll be interested to see if I notice a difference after using it on a regular basis...

My Guilty Pleasure

My current guilty pleasure is American Idol. And by FAR my favorite clip so far this season is this one...

In particular, two parts:
1. 1:05 "Welcome to the New City, baby."
2. 1:21 "...to the toe nipple."

I. was. rolling.