As of last week The Poppy is already a month old! It has gone by very quickly. She's a good girl and has been doing great (as has her mommy). She eats well and sleeps well and she can get squirmy and grunty and seem like she's a bit cranky but she gets it out of her system and snuggles up and is as sweet as can be. The Wife posted a great update with stats and photos here, so I'll just get on with some Instapictures.
Clearly the most comfortable way to recline
I was singing to her one night and she smiled right at me. No, it wasn't gas, IT WAS SMILING AT MY SINGING.
I was trying to get a snuggly post-bath picture but I was doing it wrong. The second try worked much better.
Such a sweet baby burrito.
General Conference notes. It's getting there.
Siblings on Easter Sunday.
We three love our little girl! She's already grown so much, but we can't (and also can) wait to see her keep growing.
I feel like I should do SOMEthing to commemorate this day. I mean, I guess the moment came and went much like any other, but I still sigh a bit whenever I see that little spent countdown timer on the right side of this blog (which I can't seem to get myself to delete).
Five years ago (!) the best show ever came to a perfect end, and we've missed it ever since. We've watched it all the way through at least once since then, and many episodes multiple times as they used to come on during lunch (until that channel randomly disappeared for some reason... somewhat fittingly).
Anyway, just a little note to celebrate. I changed into my LOST Club shirt just in time to post the title of this blogpost to Facebook for those in the know, and for those NOT in the know to see and learn and understand. I think we'll be watching the pilot episodes yet again, which just get better every time, and perhaps making some fish biscuits.
