Three Months and Counting

We've had a big weekend. Friday was mommy's birthday, so Thatcher and I took her to the mall. Thatcher played on the playground while mommy and I hung out watching him and the other children who were trying to get some energy out during yet another rainy day in our nation's capital. Afterwards, mommy bought Thatcher a new Cars tumbler from the Disney Store. We went to Caribou so mommy could get a free birthday coffee, and she asked them to fill Thatcher's new cup with water. One mocha and one Cars tumbler full of ice water later, we were off to H&M so mommy could try on some dirt-cheap trendy clothes. While mommy was seeing if she could fit into her old size, I mentioned to Thatcher that it wasn't really fair that he had gotten a new cup and now it looked like mommy was going to get some new clothes; all the while, I had nothing to show for our outing. My big brother said not to worry; and with that, he dumped his entire cup of ice water all over me. I didn't even cry...because I knew mommy wanted to keep shopping, which meant I would get a new outfit so we could stay out! Thanks a lot, big brother!

The outfit that Thatcher soaked...seriously, I've had it forever...I needed something new.

In other news, my Nana and Papa came to visit us last weekend. We had so much fun. It was nice to have someone new hold me and make a fuss over me. I put on my best smiles and gave lots of coos to ensure that they'll come back soon.

Nana and mommy took me to have my picture taken while they were in town. It didn't go so well because I had just discovered my hands and put them in my mouth every time the photographer tried to take a shot. Mommy ultimately gave up and decided to take me back a few days later. I still wanted to eat my hands the whole time, but mommy was able to get some good shots once she tucked my hands behind my back!




Lastly, I've finally convinced mommy to stop swaddling me. It's been a bit of a challenge because I startle myself when I try to fall asleep...which makes falling asleep rather difficult unless I am swaddled. Mommy finally figured out that I'm okay if I can just hold onto something, preferably her finger. Because that isn't always an option, she started giving me my bunny to sleep with. I can hold on to her ears and drift off to dreamland. It isn't quite mommy's finger, but it will work in a pinch. Don't worry, mommy makes sure my bunny's body is nowhere near my face, so it won't obstruct my breathing!