Sunday, March 14, 2010

Let the Awesome continue.

By popular demand, here's some of the the latest in the extensive collection of pictures:

Unbeknownst to me, Kelsey had taken several pictures of Lila in her crib, in her pajamas, embracing Jellycat. Then when Kelsey was sleeping the next day I did the same. Except in my photos, Lila is a little more skeptical of the cat. Yet she laughs at her Sock Monkey. What does that tell you?

Other new parents can sympathize, I'm sure- going to work sucks now. A lot. I hate leaving Lila in the morning and when the days go long all I want to do is get home and hope she's awake enough to snuggle. So Kelsey has been emailing me Lilagrams every day, just so I don't miss everything. This is one of my favorites.

She looked a little bewildered when Jason seemed to confuse her with himself. What gives, Uncle Jason?

I shot this is right after I took away her Funyuns and High Life. I had to fight her for the remote, but I eventually won. "This here's the TV; two hours a day, either educational or football, so you don't ruin your appreciation of the finer things." We're good parents.

Finally, this. If I were Superman, this picture would be my kryptonite it's so freaking cute. Seriously, try to show me something better than that. Oh, too late. You can't.

Monday, March 8, 2010

Our baby's the cutest

Thanks to the suggestions from our friends after our blog about bath time problems, we finally took the scream out of clean. Here's proof:

See? Happy! And way cute. Seriously, our baby's the cutest. She smiles. She laughs. She squawks. Oddly enough, changing her diapers has become a highlight of my day because it's when we have our best conversations. She coos and clucks at me and I make a fool of myself in imitation of her noises. The girl loves being naked. We're hoping she grows out of that in time for kindergarten.

I love getting her up from her naps. If it's been a good one, she grins at me and her bink falls out of her mouth. Sometimes she has scooted her swaddled self (a-la caterpillar or inch worm) all the way to the foot of her crib. I un-velcro her swaddle and her arms pop up into a stretch like they're spring-loaded. Cutest thing ever.

AND our girl is very talkative. She'll have full conversations with herself for several minutes: "a-gah, ooh, ah, wah, ow, gah, wah, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ah, wah, a-gah, a-gah." I think she's reciting the preamble. We, the People of the United States, in order to form a more perfect union... Very smart. Genius probably.

She'll spend 30 minutes on her play mat talking to the elephant or batting at the plastic chains that hang from the arches. The other day she managed to grasp a link in one of the chains and had it in a death grip in her tiny fist, flailing it around. She gave me this look as if to say, "I have no idea how this happened, but I'm not screwing it up now!" I can see her focusing hard on moving her hands the way she wants them to move and the other day she stared at her twitching feet for several minutes as if she was realizing that they were a part of her body. Our baby girl is growing up so fast. Eric tells her to stop growing every day, but in her first act of defiance, she seems older every morning despite his scolding. Older and cuter. If that's even possible.

Oh, and Jellycat and Lila are best friends: