What's your favorite childhood book?

So Mike and I really enjoy reading to Kate, and she seems to like it, too. But we have one small problem... We only have 2 books! We bought "Are You My Mother?" and "I Love You, Stinky Face" the last time we were at BabiesRUs, and then Mike just ordered "Harold and the Purple Crayon" and "Where the Wild Things Are" from Amazon, but I wanted to hear from all of you as to what your favorite (or your kids favorites) childhood books are, so that we can get all of the classics in our library. Thanks!

Pacifiers and Panic Attacks

No. Pacifiers , in general, do not cause panic attacks. Sorry to have misled any of you who may have been planning to cause mischief and mayhem using pacifiers.

The following is a tale of a beloved pacifier...the only pacifier to reach that status, in fact. You see, when you register for baby stuff at babies-r-us they give you this nice little box of "stuff" --mostly junk and coupons, of course--but in the case of the below pacifier this box held a treasure indeed. I'm not sure exactly why Kate doesn't seem to like the less free pacifiers. I do have a couple of theories, but am yet to prove anything. I hear you questioning, "now why would a free pacifier merit a blog post?" Ah, an excellent question. Let's just say I only managed to get this one precious picture of the beloved item before it fell into the hands, or should I say paws, of the jealous older brother of this fairytale.
Now another question surfaces, "was this jealous older brother, punished? Or exiled?" Unfortunately, punishment was not the order of the day. You see, right as I approached the sliding glass door Zeus had the binkie in his mouth as though it was rightfully his all along, and all I could do amidst my laughter was run and grab the camera. I am sorry to report I never saw him sucking on a pacifier again, and the above image was the best I could do.

So what does the above story have to do with panic attacks, anyway? Absolutely nothing. But I did have my first panic attack the other night, when I went in to check on our sleeping beauty who had not made a single grunt, squeak, or squawk for almost 3 hours. As I approached her crib, she had one arm free from her burrito, so naturally, I lifted it slightly. I wish I could fully explain the feeling that came over me at that moment, but suffice it to say the limp, cold arm was straight out of a nightmare and I scooped her up to my chest as quickly as my stopped heart dropped to the floor. This sudden flurry of action was followed by a quiet breathy sigh from Kate, and a gaping, gasping sigh from a relieved mom.

At last

I know, I know. Many of you skeptics out there said this day would never come, in spite of all my promises. But Ha!

While I am here, I may as well add a couple more cute pictures of our cute baby, Kate.

A few pictures during "tummy time". Jenny made this awesome purple tie-died onsie and Kate loves it. You just don't find purples like that for babies. Thanks, Jen!


Zeus and Kate enjoying Tummy time together. (Don't worry, Moms. Mike has a good hold on Zeus.)


Mike and I saw this onsie on sale at Old Navy a couple of days before Kate was born and just couldn't resist. And as you can see, Kate pretty much only wears onsies, so it works out well for everyone!I just asked Mike who he thinks Kate looks like in this picture and he said "an alien". I must admit, I can see where he is coming from, but not really fair to her adorableness.