Get a grip

Don't worry Mia's got a handle on the situtation. (We blame these cheesy lines on sleep deprivation.) Anyhow, Mia was enjoying her Wiggle Worm gym yesterday afternoon when she figured out that she could reach and hold on to one of the toys. (Check out that vulcan grip--live long and prosper little babe!) Her greatest accomplishment, however, was giving the thing a tug so that it played the alphabet song. Mom heard the music and came running with the camera to capture the scene.

Playing Footsie

Ahh some time with Dad and the hallway mirror last night provided Mia with a good ten minutes of entertainment. We thought she'd enjoy making eye contact with herself, but instead the cool mirror on the bottoms of her feet peeked her interest. Later that night the three of us enjoyed some dancing to Michael Buble (pronounced Boo-blay-- How do you type accents over letters again?) in the nursery. Dad attempted to rest his own feet several times, but the little tyrant wouldn't have it.

Grievances

Yes, it's a Festivus for the rest of us! Today we celebrated the popular Seinfeld holiday. Mia (appropriately so) was put in charge of the ever-important "airing of the grievances." She did it oh so well, too. Thanks, Dad, for the Festivus 2008 jersey.

Business up front, party in the back...

Yep-- as promised, here is a nice shot of Mia's current hair-do. It's short (really short in some places--is that a bald spot?) and tight all around, except for at the nape of her neck by her little "stork bite" birth mark. It's definitely a mullet. While I'm sure all the grandparents will try to come up with a nicer name for the hairstyle, it's hard to hide the cold hard truth. Only time will tell if the rest of her head will ever be able to catch up.

Little Spectator

Saturday afternoon was sunny and quite a bit warmer than it has been in a while. Mia joined Mom at the track meet and managed to nap through her constant cheering. Afterwards we zipped inside for an afternoon snack and then headed back out for Dad' lacrosse game. Mia rode in her stoller without the car seat insert for the first time. (Instead of facing Mom or Dad, she now has a great view of the world outside.) Mom was more thrown off by the whole switch--she kept stopping to peer around the canopy.

Bath time photos for the grandparents.

We're still trying to make up for our absence from the blog. We figure we can win back your loyalty with some shots like these. Mia's tub is designed to allow for the continual flow of clean water. (Thank you Auntie Lin!) It's not very environmentally friendly, but when you pee and sometimes poop in your bath, maybe a little circulating fresh water is good thing. Anyhow, Mia's vision must have just expanded so that the pouring water from the tub's spout is now in view. She went crazy at her bath tonight, kicking like mad at the splashing water. She stopped playing the very second the water turned off, gave us a confused look, and then screamed the entire time she was being dried. Here are some images from the happier moments. PS- we're hoping to share news with you in an upcoming post that she really does have a neck.

When can she come out and play?

Lina dog is in a big hurry to see Mia grow up. As if she were trying to summon a friend, Lina took her soccer ball to the crib. I guess she's spent some time watching Mia Hamm on TV, too. "Lina, that might be the best doggie trap we've ever seen. Just remember, if you want Mia to play with you, you're going to have to share the ball."

Fever Soother

We've been busy this week with all sorts of things. Dad's been getting ready for revisit days for the accepted students and their families, Mom's students had a big art show, and little Mia...had her first cold. So...those are our excuses for being delinquent with the blog posts. Take them or leave them.

Anyhow- Mia's first little cold brought with it a first little fever. A little Tylenol, some "nakie-nake" (naked) time, and the "bink." were all needed to calm her down. Eventually we all reached exhaustion and fell asleep. As you can see, Mia was not very happy about the whole escapade. (You should have seen her the following night when we had to run the vacuum cleaner for a whole hour to get her to settle down for bed. It was quite a scene. Dad pushed the stroller up and down the hall in the apartment, while Mom followed close behind with the vacuum. Mia woke up whenever the two of them strayed more than 6 feet apart.)

Still looking blue

Here are a couple of shots of Mia's cool baby blues. We're pretty sure they will change, but here's the dark blue shade she's been sporting thus far.

Phew!

I spent all day Sunday helping Mom prep for the AP art show. All that art appreciation tuckered me out.