38. First solid food: sugar snap peas, as a teething aid, a few days before you officially turned four months old. You enjoyed them.

37(?) At your 4-month checkup today you weighed 14lbs, 9oz (67th percentile), were 26" long (94th percentile), and your head was 42cm around (75th percentile). It looks like you'll be a tall girl. I do hope you'll wait until your age is in the double digits before you grow taller than I am.

You were so calm as Dr. Lee stuck the otoscope into your ears, and you really only fussed a little when you got your three shots. In between, you smiled at everyone who walked into your field of view. These people see a lot of babies, and several of them commented that you're an unusually happy kid.


Of course, it's hard to get a smiling picture of you because you become concerned as soon as I obscure part of my face with the little silver box, and then perplexed and a bit miffed at the bright light that keeps flashing at you.

36. Your first dinner at Daddy's office happened when you were three months old. You ate in the mothers' room. Daddy and I ate in the cafeteria. Ellie had a juice box, I think.

As long as we're on a roll, here's another picture of you and Daddy hanging out in bed. This time you're both conscious!

34. You really like to be vertical. In fact, you're sleeeping in my lap at this very moment, head on my chest, legs all crunched up agaist your chest, and whimpering any time you happen to shift around enough that you lean a bit off plumb.

34.5 It's hard to type while keepingh a baby vertical. I hope you keep this in mind when you're choosing my nursing home someday.

35. You have a spiral galaxy of a cowlick, and it's very soothing to stroke in the direction of the swirl.




Here's another shot of you sleeping next to Daddy. I know we're not supposed to let you sleep on the pillows, but they make it possible for us to nurse lying down, and then we both fall asleep, and you haven't suffocated yet. So don't, okay? (Also, clearly in this picture I'm awake and supervising your father and the Fluffy Pillow of Doom.)

My, we have been remiss in posting pictures, haven't we?

Here you are at two monthsish, actually sleeping somewhere other than in our arms. We still take a picture almost every time you do this.





And here's a sweet one of you and your father lying quietly in bed together. You're exactly a month old here, and his hand on your belly is helping to calm you.