The flower mart

Mom went to the flower mart with some friends. I tagged along for the ride, but I just spent most of my time dreaming about flowers.

Musings of a 2-month old

Ooooh, a rattle! So fascinating...
Mom thinks I look like Yoda. Dad thinks I look like a Jawa. What do you think?

Fine. Ignore me.

Have you noticed that I far fewer blog entries than my brother? I totally noticed. What the heck parental units?!?! I know that I am not as exciting as he is, but I am stuck in this lump-of-flesh stage. It's not my fault - it is the limitations of the time-space continuum. I am trying grow as fast as I can. I already rolled over once (beat that, other 6-week old babies!). I even hit the 10-pound mark yesterday. And, whew, that took a lot of effort. Lots of eat, sleeping , and pooping.
Don't you worry, I'm scheming . 10-pound lump of flesh today, annoying little sister tomorrow!

Friends!

Despite my young life of one month, I am already a pretty popular girl! I've made so many new friends:
Here is Auntie Kitt & Mayanna sitting with Mom & me watching my brother & Mirabelle 'playing' Guitar Hero:Mayanna is a cool baby. She is a two months older than me and with her age comes experience. I will be a good student and learn the ways of the world from her! Here she is explaining to me the mortgage crisis and how it is affecting the dollar on the world market. Or, she just has a poopie diaper. Meh, it is all the same thing.

Here is a pic of me & Gillie hanging out. Gillie is awesome! She is a week older than me, so we have a lot in common. For example, our mommies dress us in pink and make us pose for silly pictures.
After meeting all these new friends, I spent the day reflecting on my new found friendships.
Or drooling. Meh, it's the same thing.

I love naps

Here I am enjoying my favorite pass time in my favorite chair.this is one comfy chair I won't grow out of anytime soon.

Home at last

Now that I'm out of the womb I've got to get in shape. I'm starting with a strict regimen of 'head-ups'. One... two... three...Whew! That really makes my face red.

Nana gave me my post-exercise rubdown. Thanks Nana!Then it was into my first bath.Granddad demonstrated how to summon the perfect lighting for a photograph:So much to learn. And phew, am I tired! Living is exhausting.

Hanging at El Camino

Things have been pretty chill here at the hospital. I am learning how to eat between naps. Martha stopped by, but she wouldn't teach me how to eat between naps. Boo.
The Smiths showed up to welcome me into the world. I ignored them. Sorry, guys! I'll be less comatose next time.