A Little Scout to Brighten Your (My) Day

James calls this collage "Beauty and the Beast."
We have tongues

Ready for a fall walk

Playing with Dad

These are from Virginia's first feeding. As you can see, she wasn't too sure about rice cereal. She primarily let the food sit on her tongue until it melted and ran down her throat (very little actual swallowing involved). Giving her her own spoon to hold did stop her grabbing mine (mostly), but it did not prevent her putting the rice cereal from her mouth onto her spoon and smearing it around anyway.

And if you look at the photo with her pants, you can see why it's not a good thing that our daughter's main form of communication is spitting (nice, raspberry spitting with the tongue and everything). She discovered that it's even more fun to spit when there's something in your mouth.

Is this the part where I get lemonade?

You know those days where you wake up at 3 a.m., realize that your contacts are still in and once you take them out you just can't get back to sleep? So you turn on your laptop to be a little productive and discover that after you fell asleep your husband (accidentally) downloaded a virus? And then the baby wakes up earlier than usual? And her morning nap, during which you're supposed to take a shower, lasts five minutes? And the only pair of pants that you were going to wear is dirty? And you start getting everything together really early so you'll be sure to leave early, but somehow you're late anyway? And you discover that you got a parking ticket in the night? And your turn signals decide to completely cease working just because they can?

Well, I am having one of those days. I think I will move to Australia.

The good news is...the weather is perfect (yep, a rainy, cloudy fall day is my idea of perfection), although the baby wasn't sleeping she did lay in bed cooing until I went to get her, and I'm on my way to the grocery store, where I can purchase myself some lemons, some lemonade, or just a nice brownie mix. Forget the lemonade, I'm having chocolate!

Baby Blogging Overkill

Virginia can now hold her pacifier, and is trying as hard as she can to put it in her mouth.




















I have it here.
I take aim.
It won't go (pout).
I give up.

She loves to "fly" while we sing the Superman song to her.

Her favorite pose, always with the finger in her mouth.

On the alert.

Mmm...feet.

Our favorite pose....

"More alluring Grommit!"

No, we didn't pose her. She seems to have a swimsuit model in her already.

Who's the biggest baby?!

Do those pj's look familiar Eric and Geoff?

A Song

I love Virginia,...

...she loves me.

We love Daddy, yesiree.

He loves us, and so you see....

(Due to the lack of any photos of the three of us together that were not taken by the nurse in the hospital, this song has no end. We apologize for the inconvenience.)

Virginia in September

Aren't we pleased with ourselves? This child is clearly getting enough to eat.

Getting a little more sleep after breakfast.

I'm most proud of how she can finally hold her head up when laying on her stomach (she's not a fan of tummy time), and her sitting up in a chair when propped.