My Thoughts on Daddy's Job...

What can I say?? He works A LOT! And I had to give it to mama, too. Gotta keep it fair.

Ummm...

My toys taste good!!!

Sittin' Pretty

See me? I'm sitting up all by myself! Ok, so I fell over a minute or so later, but it's progress!

Found My Toes!

Found my toes today! I tried sucking my big toe like I do my thumb. It kept moving away from me, though. Very squirmy. Mama thinks its a bit gross, but I'm just exploring my world... with my mouth!

Relaxing with Daddy

I love hanging out with Daddy. We are just chillin' here on the bed watching mama get dressed.

Marathon Monday!

Here I am before heading out to Marathon Monday (I didn't need the hat afterall!), and then in Wellesley on the sidelines. Mama's friend, Jackie, came all the way from NY to run the marathon. She even stopped to meet me at mile 13 before taking off again. I fell asleep amidst the cheers and whistles (especially mama's loud cheering!). It was so beautiful out today, that daddy took me out before bed in my pjs. I have a sun hat on because mama was making me try it on when daddy came home. Here we are with our neighbors, Anne and Sarah (and Mr. Steve in the background). Fun day in the big city!

My First Passover

My grandma *was* jewish, so I have lots of relatives who are jewish. We went to Aunt Joan and Uncle Kim's house last night for Passover. Here I am with mama and my great-papa. Great-papa is daddy's grandpa. He's pretty neat. He wants me to be a musician. He used to teach music. Mama says hopefully I don't take after her since she's tone deaf. Great-papa is 98 years old and mama says he doesn't miss a beat!

I stayed up so late last night. I couldn't sleep with all of the excitement.

Rockin' and Rollin'

Within just two days, my activity levels have increased so much that it has stunned mama. Last night, she awoke to muffled cries, looked at the monitor, and saw me in the corner of my bed, rolled over but arms pinned down, with my face pressed against bunny. (Bunny has served as a bumper of sorts in my crib, along with diapers. Mama thought she was creative.) Mama ran like lightening to flip me over.
For both of my naps today, I just keep rolling over. The problem is that I only roll one way. So I get wedged and can't back out of it. Mama found me with my arm stuck through the railings during one nap, and my leg poking through during another. And, only minutes ago, she discovered me with my face pressed between the railings, with an expression of complete shock. Mama wished she had taken a picture, but had to rescue me quickly. Priorities.
I am not sleeping much, because I am so eager to keep on rollin'. Put me down on the floor, I roll. Changing table, roll. Bed, roll. Who wants to sleep when you can, literally, rock and roll?! :)

Frustration

I get really frustrated with my toys lately. My favorite toys are my wooden rattles, which I play with most of the time. One of them is a big circle and I get so frustrated trying to get it into my mouth. Daddy says that I get frustrated because I want it to be different than it is ~ the feel, or something. Mama says that's what frustration and pain is - wanting things to be other than they are. I don't know what all of that means. I just know that these darn toys are more trouble than fun sometimes. Here is me with the granddaddy of frustrating toys. This one just kills me. I mean, look at it. What do I do with all of those things? Where do I start? How do I fit it in my mouth???

Rolling Over & Raspberries!

I am so proud of myself. I rolled over 5 times today. Here is a picture mama took after I rolled over this afternoon. I look serious because its hard stuff. I have to get my whole body into it. I rock back and forth until I finally make it over. My arm gets stuck, so I stay frozen until mama helps me out. Mama says its very cute.

I also started making raspberry noises. I do it alot. I drool all over myself and I am awful proud of my new sound. Mama took me to the store today and I made raspberries the whole way through... Can you see me doing it in this picture??

On my way to cousin Max's birthday party!

A Wee Bitty 12 & Change...

I went to Dr. A today for my 4+ mo. check-up. I weigh a wee bitty 12 pounds and 13 oz. I am in the 22%ile for weight, and 68%ile for height. Long and skinny. My cousin Jayden is 7 weeks younger, and weighs nearly 4 pounds more than me! The doctor told mama not to worry, though, because "have you seen a happier or more healthy baby? I mean look at her!" I was hamming it up, I admit. Lots of coos, squeals and smiles... until the needle came my way. Mama nursed me during the two shots, and I went right back to her for comfort after a brief cry. Then, we saw my friend, Nola, who is a sweet 11-month old (who is now walking!) in the next room, and my new friend, Matilda, who is two months old and weighs more than me, too :).

Daddy's Clone

I look so much like my daddy now. I even have his expressions, like when I raise one eyebrow at mama. I sometimes look like a boy, too. Mama says people say "he's so cute" when I am not in pink or in my white snowsuit. I'm ok with that. This is a picture of how I was dressed when four people called me a boy in a 1-hour outing. I am watching tv here, which is a whole other story. If the tv is on, I am glued, and mama's voice is just background noise. I get that from my daddy, too. Mama keeps the tv off most of the time, but sometimes caves. I grab every minute I can when that happens. What am I taking in?? Mama wonders that. I won't tell.

Mirror, mirror on the wall...

Who's the fairest of them all? Well, in my opinion, I am! Nothing makes me happier these days than staring at myself in the mirror (except when mama or daddy comes to get me from my crib - I am ecstatic then and can hardly contain my enthusiasm). Daddy likes to hold me in front of the mirror and watch me squeal and smile. Even when I've melted down and ready for a nap, a quick glimpse in the mirror makes me instantly happy!