Where are my skates?
January 31, 2008......8:46 am......7 lbs......19 inches
Where are my skates?
Mia even made it into Mom's freshman dorm room. Trust us, she makes it seem a lot bigger than it really is.









Then, we realized she was serious.


"Well, at least I can still sit here and look cute."

With the warm weather we've been spending more and more time outside, enjoying the final days of the spring sports season. On a particuarly windy afternoon, Mia's BundleMe stroller cover blew up over her almost entirely. She didn't seem to mind too much.
How about that hickey Mia left on Nana Jan's jaw? When she's hungry she means business.
Ahh..nothing like a big hug from Dad right when he gets homes from lacrosse practice. He spends the afternoons waging physical challenges against members of the boys' JV lacrosse team (hasn't lost a foot race yet). By the time he gets home around 5, he's hardly seen the little one all day. Sometimes Mom cringes, but Mia doesn't seem to mind.
Mia's taken to what Brad calls "fake crying." She's smiling and happy one minute and breaking down the next. We call it fake because she hardly puts any effort into it at all. It's not at all like her all-out temper tantrum scream. She turns it right off when you make a funny face for her. We suppose it's just her way of soliciting entertainment.