The Arch

That's my daughter. The TV is muted, she has no idea that it is on and that I'm watching football. She's sitting in her baby chair, or she's propped up by a boppy facing away from the all consuming boob-tube. I step away for 20 seconds to get the phone, and upon my return, there she is.

Nearly 4 fingers in her mouth, a death defying arch in her back with her eyes locked on the Colts vs. the Browns. Unbelievable? Hardly, she has my blood in her, and as I've stated before, I've been known to watch 4 shows at once. Welcome to the family curse Marley J. Welcome. It is quite funny, and does elicit some hearty laughs, as does some of her other antics, which have become plentiful in the last month.

Some of the funny changes include, laughing at photos of Samran that are around the house. She sees her mom's big smile in a picture, and after a second or two she begins laughing away. Another is her excitability before and after bathing each night. As soon as her diapers come off, it's high energy laughing and shouting. She loves it. Then after oiling her down, she goes into hysterics, laughing, baby talking, etc. Really quite fun. Then there is her desire to be standing as much as possible, with dad's support of course, followed by the discovery of the two things at the end of her legs, which will eventually get a good gumming, when she can pull them up that far.

It's all quite a roller-coaster ride, and as parents who have been there already know, completely and utterly amazing. As of yesterday she began eating rice cereal, with the pediatricians go ahead. I have no idea how I'm going to be able to handle seeing the rest. I'm already blown away.

The pouters lip I inherited from my dad


First breakfast


Me likey


Backoff!!! I'm tryin to crawl here!