The Grand Old Lady
Little Miss L turned a month old this weekend! Can you believe it?! Here are some things we've learned about her in the past 4 weeks.
1. Although she's a tiny little pixie, she can belch like a longshoreman.
2. She hates sleeping on her back. She prefers on her side, sitting up in a seat, or (don't call the authorities) snoozing on her stomach.
3. She's a good sport. She has been semi-squished, full-on grabbed and smooched, and enthusiastically bear-hugged by her well-meaning but husky older brother yet seems to take it all in stride. In fact, she seems bemused.
4. She doesn't cry much. Instead she grunts. I'm serious. It's like living with a little Billy Bob Thornton. "Mmmm hhmmm. I like me them french fried pertaters after I nurse. Mmm hmm." In the middle of the night when she wakes up to nurse, she does an infant's version of clearing her throat to get my attention. "Ahem. Mother? Ahem. I believe we have an appointment."
Little Miss L turned a month old this weekend! Can you believe it?! Here are some things we've learned about her in the past 4 weeks.
1. Although she's a tiny little pixie, she can belch like a longshoreman.
2. She hates sleeping on her back. She prefers on her side, sitting up in a seat, or (don't call the authorities) snoozing on her stomach.
3. She's a good sport. She has been semi-squished, full-on grabbed and smooched, and enthusiastically bear-hugged by her well-meaning but husky older brother yet seems to take it all in stride. In fact, she seems bemused.
4. She doesn't cry much. Instead she grunts. I'm serious. It's like living with a little Billy Bob Thornton. "Mmmm hhmmm. I like me them french fried pertaters after I nurse. Mmm hmm." In the middle of the night when she wakes up to nurse, she does an infant's version of clearing her throat to get my attention. "Ahem. Mother? Ahem. I believe we have an appointment."
5. She has earned the nickname "Toots McGee." (it sounded better than Betty McFlatulence)
6. Taking a bath with Mama or Papa = total Zen relaxation
Taking a bath on her own in her little infant tub = terrified screaming galore
"Whoa....coooool."
Keeping a close eye on that colorful yet suspicious octopus.
Nursing on Papa's nose.
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