Egghead Already?

This is what happens when you leave your sister and her son alone with your daughter.

And speaking of my wonderful little girl, here's how we tortured her on Christmas Eve; we put her in Ian's old elf outfit. It was a scream! (Aunt Kim's idea -- are you getting an idea of who the prime torturer in my family is?) Seriously, though: Could Libby have looked any cuter? Her ears are starting to stick out a little, and she looks adorably elfin now. The outfit only completed the look.


We hope you all had a wonderful holiday! Martin posted a little Christmas video (I love the crying and yawning montages). You'll notice (if you pay attention carefully to the video) that Libby has started to laugh. It's toward the end of the video and happens after I tickle her under the chin. It's more of a "Hehh" than a giggle. The "Hehh" is so damn cute that I can't even imagine how fun an actual full-bellied laugh will be. Here's a pic of Libby laughing:


I'll try to post a new slideshow in the next day or two with pictures from our visit to Ohio. Needless to say, it was wonderful to have a throng of adoring admirers for my wonderful little girl. Thanks to all of Libby's aunts, uncles, cousins, and grandparents for being such great hosts and babysitters. Martin and I even went to see a movie!

H&M Means Hotty & Magnificent

Who knew H&M sold children's clothing? We got this outfit for a shower gift, and it's just the most adorable thing! Considering how disposable the adult H&M clothes are, it's also quite well constructed. And doesn't my Libby make it even cuter? I mean, honestly, have you ever seen such a beauty?


In other news, I think we finally found a baby carrier Libby likes. Phew! We've tried Hotslings and Baby Bjorn, and she's just not that into them. But the Moby Wrap has (possibly) saved the day. Now as you can probably tell from the blog, Libby's a little on the moody side, so who knows if she'll like this again. But at least it worked once, and she was quite a helper with Daddy's Christmas baking. (Note: No actual children were worn during the handling of hot food.)

Whoops

So Martin came home the other day to give me a little Libby relief (much-needed, I might add). She had just finished eating, and he picked her up and held her above his head. (I warned him that it might not be the best idea to put pressure on her stomach just then, but what do I know?)

She seemed to enjoy it (or at least didn't cry, which is good enough), so when he laid back down on the couch with her, he held her up again, high in the air over his head. Yep -- you guessed it: She puked (spitup) like a geyser down right on his face. The good news is his mouth was closed; the bad news was it was everywhere. His face was dripping; his glasses were coated; his hair was speckled. I tried to get a picture, but he wouldn't let me look for the camera before giving him a burp cloth to wipe with. Too bad. I would have liked to memorialize that!

Amazingly, none got on the new couch.

Sleepy Kitten

Libby slept through the night for three nights in a row! She now wakes around 4 for her first night feeding. Ahhhh. Heavenly! I hope she keeps it up.

Cute Pic of the Day

Isn't she the cutest ever? I wish we could capture her smile better. (Seven's a good big brother, isn't he?)

Check back for a new slideshow; I'll try to have it up by tomorrow.

A Perfect First Bed

Libby's first bed was a gorgeous cradle made by (and on loan from) my "Uncle" Tom. As if that wasn't cool enough already, Uncle Tom burns in the names of all cradle users. Libby is now part of history! Thanks, Uncle Tom and Aunt Kay!

Welcome, Baby Lauren!

Lori and Henry had their baby girl yesterday. Lauren Sohl Mi Lee arrived after a fairly short and uncomplicated labor (I'm trying unsuccessfully not to be jealous of that) and is an absolute doll. Libby can't wait to meet her new friend. California here we come!

Cutest Kid Ever

Who me? Cutest kid ever? Well, shucks, if you say so.

G&G Kennedy Come A-Callin'

My mom and dad came last weekend to watch Libby while we had our first big night out (we went to see a movie last time Mom and Dad were in town, but this time we were going out for a fancy dinner with friends and would be gone for a long time).

Here's the greatest picture of Libby with the grandparents.


And here's what happens when Mom and Dad have their first night out. (And, yes, boys and girls, I did pay mightily for this fun the next day. Ouch, ouch, ouch.)

Holiday Card Photo Shoot Goes Awry

There's a new slideshow (or at least there is if I did it correctly). It's the pictures I took while trying to get a picture for our announcements/holiday cards. (Knowing me, these will turn into announcements/holiday cards/Valentine's Day cards.)

I bought the most adorable dress for Libby to wear during the holidays and thought it would be great to use for our card. You'll see the results in the slideshow. Poor Libby.

For an update, Libby was an angel yesterday and a devil today. She was ouchy -- very, very ouchy. Which made Mommy ouchy. Very, very ouchy. When does this miraculous turnaround kick in? Everyone says she'll suddenly turn a corner one day. Martin and I keep waiting (and hoping).

Blogger! Curses!

Well, Blogger is doing that thing again where it won't allow me to post pictures. So annoying! I've been trying for four days. I will continue to persevere so you can see pictures of our little devil ASAP.

Of course, I say little devil, but Libby's been on a great roll these last few days. She still screams like nobody's business, but she's calmable now, which is a new thing for her. Ahhhh. Much, much better.

Grandma and Grandpa Kennedy are in town for the weekend and have enjoyed cuddling and cooing with the Libster. Grandma says she talks more than any other baby she's ever known, and I have to agree that Libby seems remarkably verbal; she chatters aways all the time. (Sometimes in her middle-of-the-night feedings she'll get her bright-eyed look and let out a happy squeal and a "goo." I have to look the other way to laugh. Kerri's #1 Rule for Nighttime Feeding: No stimulation whatsoever. Libby's up and down with as little interaction as possible so as to keep her sleepy. It's hard to enforce this rule when your kid's being so damn cute, though.)