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Happy Three Month Birthday Frances Moon

Happy one-quarter-year itty bitty rock star!

These last few months have passed by so fast and yet we can barely remember life without you.

You are so curious about the world around you. In fact, it is this insatiable wonder that likely keeps you from sleeping all that often. There is so much to explore and you aren't going to miss any of it. You love to watch us and have started to notice the comings and goings of your fur brothers. You are reaching out and exploring your home with your hands and just last night figured out how to suck your thumb. Already you enjoy standing up and testing out your strong baby legs and you are beginning to share your very own little laugh with us.

For me it is still the mornings - when you wake up full of smiles and squeals - that are my favourite part of the day. I could sit and drink in those big beaming eyes for hours. I think this - your moments of post-sleep happiness - should be a passable excuse for lateness and absences ... oh hi dentist I know that I am late but that little baby was so smiley I couldn't very well just walk out the door.

So much love,

Your Mom

Driving Miss Frankie

Frances has decided that she hates the car. With every fiber of her baby being. She loved it when she was first born but not anymore. I've given up hoping that her disdain is a result of being alone in the backseat since it can strike at anytime.

I know we can't stop traveling in cars but this is exactly what I want to propose when we're staring down a twenty minute trip home and she's inconsolable. She seems to get so sad and no amount of talking or singing or hand holding seems to help. Poor little bug.

Quite possibly our new means of travel

Black and White Afternoons

One Armed Bandit

Things I can now do with one hand:

1. Blog

2. Put dishes away

3. Make and eat oatmeal

4. Put on mascara

5. Pee