Some cute pics from her 13 week photo shoot

Holding up my head is hard work, I give up

Our daughter, the flasher

Finley has taken to pulling up her dress, it seems to be her new thing. She likes to chew on it, play with it and even cuddle with it. I think someone needs some sort of blanket to snuggle with!

When life gives you lemons...

On Saturday we had a fantastic baby shower for Lori's twins. Finley cannot wait to meet them and have some playmates. It was a tea party theme and I ended up with a ton of lemons. So I squeezed them all and made a lemon cake. There was still some juice leftover, so I made a batch of lemonade as well, because that is what you are supposed to do with lemons.

My trusty assistant was a great help, as usual. And she had her trusty assistant Sohpie helping her. She cannot wait until the day she can join in the family traditions and have cake for breakfast (no worse than a doughnut, right?)

Thirteen Weeks

All dressed up....

It is a beautiful 70 degree day here in Houston, so I got Finley all dolled up for a day of shopping. She has grown so much since Thanksgiving! She was most interested in eating her dress rather than posing for pictures. She is starting to try and roll over, she makes it to her side and then gives up.

Too bad the dress didn't make it out. While I was getting dressed, her diaper gave out and she was certainly in need of a new outfit. Poor Finley!

Thanksgiving 2008


Today:

All sorts of cuteness

and some Jumperoo fun! Finley is overwhelmed with all the Jumperoo has to offer.

Did you see that over there??!!? Amazing.

What is this thing?

I am unsure about this...

I will go back to eating my hands....much more fun!


I came home from work at lunch today and Finley looked like she had grown an inch or two. She is growing so very fast. She is almost three months old, amazing!

Her favorite thing at the moment is trying to eat her hands. She has no interest in toys, just her hands. It is getting hard to take a picture of her smiles because her little hands are always in front of her mouth.








It looks like she is going to keep her hair! JOY!!! She has managed to rub a patch off in the back.

Finley's first Valentine

Grandma (or is it Grammy?) and Grandad (don't call me Pa) Engleman sent Finley her first ever Valentine. We are still not sure what it is, we need to read the accompanying book to figure out what he or she is. Since it is a Dr. Seuss book, we have to read it over the course of a couple nights. Finley doesn't yet have the patience to get through an entire Dr. Seuss book, except her Hop on Pop board book (it is the annotated version). We will start the book tonight to try and figure out who this new love is. She really took to him or her straight away, though Clifton was a bit concerned that she was trying to ingest his or her hair. Thanks for the gift G&G Engleman!

Pacifier Training

Clifton is convinced he can teach (or train) Finley to grab her pacifier and put it back in her mouth. I am not quite sure this will work, as she is the one who spits out her pacifier in the first place, so she obviously isn't interested in putting it back in her mouth...but he keeps at it.

Getting ready...

Yay, I got it!

So what do I do with it?

I can just eat my hands instead...they are just as good as a pacifier anyhow.

See, totally yummy.

Wrigley thinks the whole excercise is pretty dumb.

Trying to perfect the self portrait shot

I get to come home once or twice a day to feed and visit with Finley, which is fantastic because I miss her so very much. Here are some pics of us playing around with the camera.

There's still time...

One of my most vivid memories from childhood is vacationing in California and having pancake shapes. Wayne Kempton made the coolest pancakes and my favorite shapes were when he made letters. I tried it out this morning and I have a few things to work on. I need to 'write' them backwards so the pretty side of the pancake is displayed and I need to figure out how to reign in the batter a bit. When can babies have pancakes anyhow?

Here are the pancakes:

Twelve Weeks Old

Twelve weeks old is a bittersweet milestone, it means I go back to work tomorrow. Luckily, my office is only a few short blocks away, so I will be able to come home a couple of times a day to visit The Bug. Even better, I still have every Friday off. Friday can't get here soon enough!

Swing time!

Since the weather was so lovely today, we decided to test out Finley's tree swing. It was a success. She really enjoyed it. Our neighbors Gina and her son Seth stopped by to say how cute Finley was. It was such a nice afternoon that Clifton, Finley and I all took a walk around the neighborhood. On our walk, I noticed that we are the only swing in our neighborhood with the fancy chains instead of plain rope. Clifton and my dad put the swing up, I think they got a bit carried away!

Even though we were in the shade, Finley still thought it was too bright.