Your Eyes...They Turn Me

We've been having all kinds of fun these days.  Levi has added new words ('words' is used loosely) to his repertoire.  To his usual "eeeyahs", he's incorporated, "gah!" and "oooooh".  There's more.  Ask him to tell you about it when you see him next.  Laughs, smiles.  Every day is a party. But there's work too--adding ounces to a solid 13-lb frame and practicing keeping the head up independent of so much help are some of the daily jobs taking place.

Here's what life looks like these days, excepting one major activity: dancing in the kitchen.  Video to follow.

The verdict is in.  Baths are less confusing.  Maybe even nice. 

       This look is called 'Lamel'*.

*Rhymes with 'clamel', or 'camel' if you insist on the conventional.

From a Novice's Perspective

One of my favorite friends told me recently that just when it seems like you think you've gotten the hang of parenting, something happens to make you remember how hard it is.

I'm new at being a mother.  I may sort've gloat about my good sleeper and eater as I drift through this wonderful dream come true it is to be Levi's mom. But I hope that when I inevitably become in any way complacent that I slap myself out of my stupor and immediately give thanks just as I do when things are sweet.  All kinds of times are on the horizon, and some of them will be hard.  Whatever has been hard so far has been worth Levi.  What is to come is worth him too.