Rattle Lifting

Well, according to baby week, mom tells me that I should be grasping small items at three months. Watch me eye this rattle...

Yes, I see it. In fact, I think that this rattle looks as big as my head. So, technically that means I should not be able to lift this thing. Hmmm...let me try it out.

Yep, the picture of the rattle is fuzzy because I'm successfully waving it beside my head. Mom is keeping a close one-handed watch (camera in other hand), for fear of what a rattle the size of my head might do if I bonk myself in the face with it.

Wait a minute you say...these pictures are dated March 25th. That means I'm 2 months 6 days old. Should I be able to lift this rattle you ask? Probably not, especially with just three fingers on it. But as you can see from my smile...over achieving amuses me!

Mirror, Mirror on the Gymini

Mirror, mirror on the gymini...tell me whose the fairest baby of them all? Apparently, I'm not according to this mirror.


Guess we'll have to try another one...Mirror, mirror on the floor...whose the fairest baby of them all? Of course, I'm only talking the fairest baby in my house in Texas. I know that my cousins and friends would qualify as fairest babies of them all as well.

Ouch!

Well, I'm two months old and along with this comes some shots I'm told. Yes, this morning mom packed me up and took me to the pediatrician for another well check. Why would they call it that when you leave feeling not so well? So what happened you ask....

Of course I had my standard checkup which went great. I am now 22 1/4 inches long and I weigh 10 lbs. 9.5 ounces. This puts me in the 10-25th percentile for height and 25th percent for weight. The Dr. is curious as to when I'll hit my growth spurt since I have such a tall mom and dad.

Then came the not so nice part. I got 3 vaccination shots today! My nurse held my little feet against the table and then she stuck me in the thigh. Man did it hurt. I cried and cried and she just kept poking me. I could hear my brave mom telling me it was almost over. She didn't cry, but then again she wasn't watching either. I did get cute bandaids (visible in picture), a warm blanket, and a snack afterwards which comforted me a bit.

Now, we are home though. Mom is giving me lots of cuddle time and rightfully so. I'm sure it helps that I keep giving her my pout face, I've spared you all this pathetic look by turning my head in this picture. Hopefully I won't get too sore or get a fever. Mom's prepared though with baby Tylenol if necessary.

My Baptism

Today was a very special day for me. I turned two months old and most importantly was baptized. In the morning, mom dressed me in an heirloom baptismal dress. This dress was handmade by my Great Grandma Annie and was worn by both my Great Aunts, my Grandma, my mom, my Aunt Trish, and now by me! Thankfully, I made it through the whole morning without any accidents. The beatiful blanket, booties, and bonnet I wore were also heirloom items. My Great Grandma Dort crocheted them for my Aunt Trish's baptism and she generously passed them on to me.



Mom told me all about Pastor Cassidy and what was happening at church so I wouldn't be afraid. The Pastor asked mom and dad some questions which I am very glad they said yes to and then he baptized me with water. I talked just enough (cooed not cried) in the beginning so everyone could hear my lovely voice and then was a silent little angel while the water was dripped on my forehead.

A lot of my family made the trip to Texas to see this blessed event. You already know that my Grandma, PaPa, and Aunt Trish were here. But Nana and Granddad Rankin also made the trip. I must be a very special little girl to get my family to log a combined 50 or so hours on the road for a two day weekend!

Me and Aunt Trish

What a big weekend I'm having! My Grandma, PaPa, and a new face arrived to see me this morning. Who's the new face...it's my Aunt Trish. This is our first meeting and as you can see, we're getting along just fine. We had a wonderful time together in the morning and even took a nap together. (Mom is sparing Aunt Trish the catching flies picture of the two of us, she knows that Aunt Trish's friends check me out on the blog.) Aunt Trish got lots of smiles out of me while she was here and we played a lot. I'll miss her when she leaves, but will keep sending her (and everyone else) smiles and hugs over the net. 

Tummy Time or Dinner Time?

Well, in my last tummy time posting I said my goal was to get into the Baby Bjorn forward facing. I have accomplished that! Pictures will be coming soon. But as you can see, despite my big accomplishment, I haven't been excused from this exetcise yet. Mom insists that I must continue to build up my neck strength so I can do things like sit up and roll over.

You can also see in this picture that I'm now avidly sucking on things. I don't play favorites when it comes to this activity. My thumb, fist, wrist, or your arm, they're all equally tasty. Excuse me now, I must go eat, Mom finally got the picture.

My First Picnic

Today was a beautiful day in Round Rock, TX (80 degress and sunny with a slight breeze) and I went to the park for a picnic! Good thing mom got me these sunglasses, it was very bright. Mom bought them because dad has been taking me for long walks and was concerned about the sun in my eyes. It's a good thing big sunglasses are in, because I need to grow into these!

We met "Aunt" Ruth and John at Round Rock Memorial Park and we had a marvelous time. John and I enjoyed the weather while mom and Aunt Ruth had a nice lunch. Then they took us down to the water to feed the ducks and you wouldn't believe what they saw (I was asleep), baby ducklings! I love being outside and can't wait to go again, maybe I'll get to see the ducks. 

Ahhh..The sling

Mom has taken to what is called "Wearing your Baby" and as you can see, I have taken to it as well. I usually only get put in the sling under dire circumstances, like when I'm crying and mom needs to eat, or make dinner, or put laundry away (I don't think that's dire), etc. I found my time in the sling today partcularly enjoyable since mom put me in it with just my diaper on and sitting up (two of my favorite things). But I quickly fell asleep with her gentle bouncing as she tried to get dinner ready for dad.

6 Weeks Old!

Today was a big day for me! I turned six weeks old and in celebration mom took me to get my picture taken at JCPenny's. What an event that was...three outfit changes in the course of an hour, plus some pictures of me just in my diaper (how embarassing), and on top of that mom and this strange lady constantly trying to get me to smile. Which of course I'm not going to do on cue, I am only six weeks old.

After all of that, mom took me out to lunch. This was a much more pleasurable experience for us both. Plus, I got to see John again. We made plans to go on a picnic next week. I can't wait!