I am so glad you asked. Our weekend pattern, lately, has gone something like this: kiddo wakes up really early, we play "pass the baby" for a while until we are sure she isn't going to go back to sleep, Mimi feeds her while I sleep a little, then Yuki and I (and Trixie) go downstairs to see what cinematic horrors await us on the Tivo while Mimi sleeps a bit longer.
Lately we've been treated to Things To Come in glorious black-and-white blurr-o-vision. It was H.G. Wells at his allegorical finest. In short: war bad, science good, and in the future, no matter how uncivilized we become, we will all speak with snooty English accents. Last week brought us Horrors of Spider Island, in which scantily clad German "dancers" get into cat-fights, run around looking for "Gary," and then all try to seduce their rescuers rather than just leaving the island because I guess they were waiting for "Gary," who was bitten by THE horror of spider island, to kill a few of them first. And most recently we watched Fire Monsters Against the Son of Hercules which was pretty great despite its total lack of Fire Monsters. There was one lake monster early on but Maxis (the son of Hercules) jabbed it in the eye with a spear and, well, it didn't get any better from there.
Okay, our lives are not all bad cinema, sometimes we take time to read the classics.
thing one is to thing two as mary-kate is to ashley. discuss
Lately we've been treated to Things To Come in glorious black-and-white blurr-o-vision. It was H.G. Wells at his allegorical finest. In short: war bad, science good, and in the future, no matter how uncivilized we become, we will all speak with snooty English accents. Last week brought us Horrors of Spider Island, in which scantily clad German "dancers" get into cat-fights, run around looking for "Gary," and then all try to seduce their rescuers rather than just leaving the island because I guess they were waiting for "Gary," who was bitten by THE horror of spider island, to kill a few of them first. And most recently we watched Fire Monsters Against the Son of Hercules which was pretty great despite its total lack of Fire Monsters. There was one lake monster early on but Maxis (the son of Hercules) jabbed it in the eye with a spear and, well, it didn't get any better from there.
Okay, our lives are not all bad cinema, sometimes we take time to read the classics.
We've discovered that no matter how much pink you put your daughter in, some people will still call her a boy. We don't mind when people ask "boy or girl," really. We refuse, however, to put her in one of those gigantic pink bow headbands. That's like putting a diaper on a monkey. Too much? Sorry. We do like her in purple.
We really, really like her in hats. Especially hats with ears.
"bunny hat" finally fits!
oh, and pulling. she LOVES to grab and pull. hi, Mimi!
this is so much better than eating diapers. good dog.
We really, really like her in hats. Especially hats with ears.
Yuki is very into grabbing things. Not everything she grabs is such a good idea.
Trixie continues to find new and interesting ways to remind us that she still lives here. Tummy time is, apparently, not just for babies.
Yuki is very interested in Trixie. She (Yuki) watches her (Trixie) every move very intently. And we think Trixie likes Yuki okay, too. This morning, Yuki was on a wicked cranky-bender. She was just inconsolable. Mimi tried everything but kiddo just wanted to cry. So, while Mimi was packing lunch and Yuki was in her seat, wailing, Trixie walked over, licked Yuki's face, shook, and laid down. Yuki was stunned into silence. She sat there, quietly, staring at the dog for the rest of the morning.
who's the big baby? who's the big baby?
it's like carrying around a bag of rice. adorable, sleepy rice.
And our dear, sweet, wonderful daughter is still not terribly interested in napping although if you carry her around long enough she gives up.
If anyone is keeping score, our streak for consecutive weeks voluntarily attending mass ended at "one." Our record for consecutive weeks eating brunch at St. Clouds is "two."
That is all.
That is all.
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Your daughter is probably the most adorable baby... ever.
Litza
On the boy or girl question front, a waitress asked about Zack last weekend. It surprised me because we really haven't gotten the question much since he got more hair. Plus, he was wearing jeans and a t-shirt with a motorcycle on it. Huh. Anyway, I just smiled and said, "I know, isn't he pretty?" Because he is. Thanks to the Smatano devotees for letting me share my baby story, and now back to Yuki.
Mimi, do you think she wants to be a de-entist? She'll be a success!