Sunday we picked up a new toy at Target. Its a little bug with four legs that you can pull down and let go.  When you let go it vibrates on its way back up.  I have never seen such a honestly shocked expression on any face before.  When I pull the bug down you completely startle, legs and arms flail and eyes become huge. The same things happens when I let it go. However, if I put it in your grip and let you let-go of it, its no longer scary.  I guess I should take this as a lesson. Nothing is quite as frightening than things you cannot control.

Even when it is only a little pull toy with vibrating action

Today we took the light rail from the medical center to the museum district then visited the Tot-Spot at the Children’s Museum. Lots of under 3 year olds running all over!  We sat and talked with some other parents about all sorts of things.  Everyone thought you were the cutest. You were hungry right on time then went into quiet alert mode, looking and listening to everything.  That must have been quite stimulating because you have slept hard all the way home.

Fed – Check
Changed – Check
Sleeping – Check
Dishes – Next

Today, an adopted grandma from church, Linda, came over to hold, feed, play with and watch you all morning and afternoon so that Mom could pack some boxes in the kitchen. Your fingernails were really long and sharp, and Mom was laying in wait for a good quiet moment to cut them. In the meantime, Mom put these awesome little sock gloves on your hands that we got from the hospital to keep you from scratching things. They look like miniature white, fuzzy boxing gloves. When you wave your arms around while waking up, it looks like you are training for the ultra-ultra-ultra featherweight title.