RasssssssPberries

At some point while home sick and miserable- you learned how to make raspberries. And you think they're hysterical. To be fair, I think they're pretty funny too. You just keep blowing spit bubbles while you make them, soaking your shirts.

We're rotting your brain, but we love you I swear!

People say that TV rots your brain. And your dad and I agree with that to a point. But we know that there are good shows out there for you and us, so we figure a little every now and then can't hurt right?

You like the flashing lights and music combination that your swing, soother and bouncer have to offer, so tonight we showed you Fantasia 2000. You seemed to like parts better than others which is fine, because honestly you can't love everything all of the time. But you watched, you smiled and you talked to the Flamingos, so I'm pretty sure you won't be scarred from your first 20min exposure to the Disney Empire

This is harder than it looks.

Tomorrow I'm leaving you with someone other than your dad for the first time. I'd be lying if I said I wasn't worried or scared. Miss Meg and Miss Erica are both more than capable of taking care of you- I'm just worried you'll start crying and they won't be able to get you to stop. Or you'll spit up all over the place and they won't be able to get you out of your clothes because you'll be too squirmy.

Just tell me that you'll behave yourself and everything will be fine.

I want a hippopotamus for Christmas.

I'm not so sure what you want though. People keep asking me. So I went ahead and made you a Christmas Wish List at Toys R Us.

Your dad might not be too thrilled with me though- most of the toys are noisy toys. >.<

Thanks for the scare!

Today I had to pick you up from day care in a near panic. You had a fever. You threw up. You weren't acting like yourself.

So I came to get you and then daddy came to take you to the pediatrician. They said you had a cold and it was no big deal. So we brought you home and snuggled you as much as you wanted. You didn't want to be held- you needed to be held. Any time either of us put you down you whimpered. It was hands down the saddest noise I've ever heard.

We'll probably keep you home from day care on Thursday too, we'll have to wait and see. For now I just hope you feel better. Because this is the pits.

Two Months

You madam are a trooper. You didn't even really fuss about your shots, you cried until I picked you up and then you stopped. You're still in the 95^th%ile for Head, Height and Weight. But I've been told once again that you're being fed too much and that they'd like to see your weight come down on the curve by your next visit. Between you, me and the internets- I doubt it'll happen. You're now 15lbs 7oz and 26in, and I'm ok with that. Now lets get on to the list of Margaret cans!

She can:

• belly laugh!
• 1/2 roll
• sit with help
• reach for objects

You didn't do too many new things this month, but that's ok. You're still figuring this whole place out- it's a lot to take in.

UPromise

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