Lucy LOVES bath time (and her dad)

(You'll want volume on this one.)

Happy Thanksgiving

It has become our tradition over the last several years to have our parents up for Thanksgiving. Unfortunately Susan (Justin's mom) wasn't able to make it this year. She got the flu to end all flues. She's thankfully feeling better, and was definitely missed.

Lucy weighed the same as the turkey!!
Justin made an amazingly good dinner...and all diary free! What a good husband I have.

The kids at daycare helped Lucy decorate the centerpiece. It was her hand though.

Rice Cereal and Sweet Potatoes

Now that Lucy's 6 months old (holy crap, where did the time go), we decided its time to introduce her to the wonderful world that is food. She didn't mind the rice cereal. There were certainly a few "what the hell are you doing to me" looks, but she ate it. She wasn't a huge fan of the sweet potatoes. There were a lot more looks with that one. And as you can see from the pictures, not as many sweet potatoes made it into her mouth. This little glimpse has confirmed our suspicion....Lucy is going to be a messy eater!!! She just can't keep those fingers out of her mouth. Should be interesting.

Lucy's Revenge: I'll show YOU who's allergic to milk

(the victims are cow toys)

Some Updated Pics

Lucy on a walk in her "big girl" stroller. She's so excited. Can't you tell?

Fight you K-State Wildcats!!!!

Tired Burtnett ladies....

Lucy meets the exersaucer. Poor girl's legs are too short so she can't quite use it they way its intended, but she loves it anyway. She has to wear a bib due to the continued puking problem. Otherwise we'd be washing the thing at least once a day.

Bathtime in the condo

The kitchen in the new condo leaves much to be desired...but the sink is awesome! and the perfect size for baths.

Stupid Pigs

Justin has the flu. We aren't positive its H1N1, but all of the symptoms fit. There is no reason to get tested since the treatment is the same as for the seasonal flu...rest, Advil, fluids, etc. Plus, by the time he gets the results back, he'll be better (hopefully).

What does this mean for him? Quarantine. Justin has been relegated to the third bedroom (a.k.a. Never-Neverland). He has a bathroom back there along with a radio. He is only aloud to come out if he is wearing a surgical mask and then he has to Oust everything he touches. Good thing he hasn't had much of a desire to get out of bed. The poor guy has been leveled. This will be his third day off work. (For those of you who saw him this weekend, never fear, he didn't get sick until Sunday night. Who knows where he got it from. Probably from the L ride home Saturday night.)

What does this mean for the rest of the Burtnetts? Well...Lucy is fatherless. When they're in the same room, they are on opposite sides of the room. I'm sure she's a bit confused because she can hear his voice, but he doesn't look recognizable with the mask on. All either of them want to do is cuddle. Unfortunately that can't happen until next week. Ugh.

I am also now a single mother. These last few days have made me realize just how much Justin and I share parenting and how difficult and exhausting it must be not to have another person to help. Add the fact that Lucy is a little under the weather too (just a cough) and isn't sleeping...which means I'm not sleeping...and you have a recipe for the bags under my eyes. I am so ready for the weekend.