Notes

I decided this week that Jumpin Jacks is cheaper than physical therapy. And about as effective since every time we are around authority figures Ella pretends she is a baby and makes goo-goo sounds. It's awesome, let me tell ya, reassuring the physical therapist that no, we really don't need to stop by speech therapy on our way out. So we are doing most of the exercises at home and just checking in with PT.


Avery has some strange habits. Dress up phase is in full swing, which you already know if you've seen us in public. And when dress up day is done, dress up night begins...
How many things can Aves fit in this bed? It's truly a game of balance and precision.

Hazel's new tricks include straight legs, where she pushes up into a standing position while being supported. She is not a huge fan of tummy time, but she's pretty good at it. At our last appointment the dr. said she had really good head control for a 2-month-old.

Also on my mind lately is what it would have been like to be a fly on the wall of the marketing meeting that decided that Skinny Cow would be a brilliant company name.

Captain Day in Green

Thursday was Ella's captain day at preschool. Being captain is the bomb diggity. You get to tap everyone with a magic wand before they can leave rug time. You get to say, "You may eat" when it's snack time. You bring the snack, whatever you want. You get to sit in the front on a special chair. You get to feed the fish, Goldie. And your whole family gets to come to preschool to play for the day. It's pretty much the best day ever.

Since the college is on spring break next week, we were the last school day before St. Patrick's Day. We brought these fun chocolate-dipped pretzel shamrocks and green grapes for the treat. All right chillens, you may eat!

Little Funnies

I am going to keep better track of the stats on this little one. Time is slipping quickly away and she is already two months old.

Hazel is sleeping through the night (which means 9/10 to 5, since I get up around then) almost every night. Sometimes she still gets up once. This is so freaking awesome I could cry.

She is growing out of her newborn clothes :( I bought a few new little tiny clothes for her since she was smaller than everyone else and it makes me a little sad to already be folding them up for the attic.

Hazel has a smile that fills up her whole face and which she has absolutely no control over. It takes her by storm and then passes in a burst of happy explosiveness. I love it. Rock it, girl.

Random weirdness: Hazel has hardly had any formula. The first two times we gave it to her she got so constipated that we just ditched it altogether. And really, there's no need for formula if she's sleeping...please refer above.

Every time Hazel throws a hand into the air to stretch, Ella and Avery tell me, "Mom, Hazel has a kes-chun!"

Yesterday Ella was tattling on Avery for about 10 minutes. Apparently, Avery was touching Hazel. We were going back and forth telling Ella not to tell us useless information.
Bryson (to Ella): "Hey. Ella. Let's just drop it."
Avery (surprising us, since she was NOT the one we were going back and forth with): "What?! No!"
Bryson: "Yes, let's just drop it."
Avery: "NO."
Bryson: "Avery AND Ella, enough. Drop it."
Avery (really upset now): "No, mommy told us we are not supposed to drop Hazel."

Pretty much everything Hazel does sends the girls into hysterics. Like the other day Ella pointed to her hiccuping and in a fit of laughter told me, "Mom, look, Hazel is hiccing up!"