Friday, March 6, 2009

Conquering Everest

"Hm," thinks a certain small girl to herself. "I'd like to get up on top of that table. There must be a way."

"I know! I'll climb up on that chair, and then the world is my oyster."



Wednesday, March 4, 2009

New Trick

It's not the greatest example, but R is a pretty darn good walker these days! She's been walking for about 2.5 weeks, and now walks to get from place to place. At first, she just walked to get to mama or dada. Just yesterday, she learned that she could bend over & pick things up, and has been very excited about carrying things around with her. Because she can, I guess!

Tuesday, February 24, 2009

R & her new sunglasses

Rob & Kelly gave her new sunglasses for her birthday. The joy is in the journey.

Monday, November 17, 2008


We are not fans of teeth.
8 and counting;
it appears that she's starting on her first molar.

At 9 months of age.
A little ridiculous, no?

Monday, November 3, 2008

A Moment of Wow

I did the math, and she is 1-3 days shy of being out as long as she was in. Close enough.
Then (8 days old):

...and now


Happy birthday, of sorts! Little R has now been in the outside world longer than she gestated inside me...

We realized that R would be crawling if we had rugs in the house. Wood floors make friction difficult, and friction is critical for crawling. She gets up on her hands & knees, and then her little knees slide backwards until she's on her belly again. However, this is not preventing mobility. She is all over the place, all day long. She just had a little screaming fit because Dad would not let her push the button on the plug-in CO sensor. It would have made a loud, horrid noise that might have discouraged her from ever doing it again, but it might also have damaged her tender eardrums.

2 more teeth working their way through, and not painlessly. This will bring her grand total to 8. She may not be precocious in anything else, but my o' my is she very adept at growing teeth!

Saturday, October 11, 2008

Conflict of interests

Being a mom seems to mean that I mourn the passing of each phase, each cute little habit - but at the same time, can't wait to see what's next.