Dear Friends and Family,
What a fabulous weekend.
Saturday, we spent the morning playing with P. Then, had a couple of friends over for lunch before heading out to a local art fair.
P's gotten really good at picking up objects and putting them into her mouth. She's also gotten good at the sitting thing. Since the lighting was good and she was happy, we played and took pictures. Our favorite way to spend a weekend morning.
Our friends brought over their newborn. He's eight weeks old, but through a combination of genetics and a lot of formula, he's nearly P's size even if she's nearly double his age. He was on his back blissfully staring off as newborns do. And, she was on her stomach watching him intently. Well, we kept bringing them closer and closer to see what would happen... Well, eventually they got close enough that he was able to reach her face and he did and she startled and the sad face followed by the loud cries made me get up to go over and soothe her. She plays with other babies all of the time at daycare, I guess she's just not used to it at home.
The art fair. It was palpable. The squeals. The gasps. The wake of commentary. The oh-my-gods. The heads turning. The people back tracking to see P. Mr. mouse commented that he could have been a unicorn and no one would have noticed him. They would have just noticed P. Sad, but probably true.
We picked up a shirt for her. We're buying 6-12 month clothing, not because she's anywhere near that size, but she's got a ton of 0-3 she's wearing and two drawers of 3-6 waiting for her. And, we picked up two more of our favorite blue jumper for her.
Saturday night, she crashed hard after the full day out.
Sunday, after some super fun play time, we headed out to watch the F1 race. She did really well and even took a cat nap at the bar. We walked the neighborhood in the afternoon. We bought a present for B and Chef M. They're moving next week and we wanted to get them a little something.
Then, P had a little trouble falling asleep. So, we stayed in for a couple of hours before heading over to B and Chef M's place for dinner. P ate just after we arrived, smiled for her adoring crowds, and fell asleep on the couch while we ate dinner like normal people. She slept the car ride home. And, she slept in her crib when we transferred her.
Like I said, what a fabulous weekend.
Cheers!
mouse
What a fabulous weekend.
Saturday, we spent the morning playing with P. Then, had a couple of friends over for lunch before heading out to a local art fair.
P's gotten really good at picking up objects and putting them into her mouth. She's also gotten good at the sitting thing. Since the lighting was good and she was happy, we played and took pictures. Our favorite way to spend a weekend morning.
Our friends brought over their newborn. He's eight weeks old, but through a combination of genetics and a lot of formula, he's nearly P's size even if she's nearly double his age. He was on his back blissfully staring off as newborns do. And, she was on her stomach watching him intently. Well, we kept bringing them closer and closer to see what would happen... Well, eventually they got close enough that he was able to reach her face and he did and she startled and the sad face followed by the loud cries made me get up to go over and soothe her. She plays with other babies all of the time at daycare, I guess she's just not used to it at home.
The art fair. It was palpable. The squeals. The gasps. The wake of commentary. The oh-my-gods. The heads turning. The people back tracking to see P. Mr. mouse commented that he could have been a unicorn and no one would have noticed him. They would have just noticed P. Sad, but probably true.
We picked up a shirt for her. We're buying 6-12 month clothing, not because she's anywhere near that size, but she's got a ton of 0-3 she's wearing and two drawers of 3-6 waiting for her. And, we picked up two more of our favorite blue jumper for her.
Saturday night, she crashed hard after the full day out.
Sunday, after some super fun play time, we headed out to watch the F1 race. She did really well and even took a cat nap at the bar. We walked the neighborhood in the afternoon. We bought a present for B and Chef M. They're moving next week and we wanted to get them a little something.
Then, P had a little trouble falling asleep. So, we stayed in for a couple of hours before heading over to B and Chef M's place for dinner. P ate just after we arrived, smiled for her adoring crowds, and fell asleep on the couch while we ate dinner like normal people. She slept the car ride home. And, she slept in her crib when we transferred her.
Like I said, what a fabulous weekend.
Cheers!
mouse
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