This little girl is a’growin, to be sure. Just over ten pounds now. Her eyes get a little bit blue-er every day.

She’s still a sweetie. Her fussy period seems to be shifting to earlier in the evening, and isn’t lasting as long as it used to. She’s sleeping up to five hours at a time at night. She’s happy throughout the day, as long as she’s held, and preferably moving, although the last few days she’s also tolerated her swing for up to an hour, if she’s sleeping. Her vision seems to be improving; her eyes follow her mobile. She rarely spits up, although she does sort of froth at the mouth occasionally. Those bubbles have earned her the name Spittlebug.


Damn, is she cute.