...well, Margot Kidder does. She was at the Emerald City Comicon this year and held Esther, but I didn't get a picture of it so you'll just have to trust me. For $20 bucks she signed a picture for Esther...wasn't that nice of her. She said Esther was beautiful, so if you were still doubting it, now you know the truth.
Here's our little mechanic:
Putting some chapstick on:
Saturday, March 31, 2007
Lois Lane thinks Esther is pretty cute...
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Wednesday, March 28, 2007
Is that a banana slug in your hair or are you just happy to see me?
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Thursday, March 22, 2007
She's starting to do this new thing really well...
...whine! It's apparently her new way of communicating. As annoying as it may become, right now it makes me laugh.
Here she's wrestling her Edamame (can you see her first ponytail?):
Here's her new tracksuit (yep, we got it at Juliet's):
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Monday, March 19, 2007
Happy St. Patrick's Day! Happy 3 Month Family Anniversary! And Happy Birthday, Gene!
Whew...now that I got that out of the way...who's that leprechaun?
Yep! It's Pan Pan (with her Edamame):
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Friday, March 16, 2007
She was supposed to be taking a nap...
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Monday, March 12, 2007
This time it's to Grandma's house we go...
This weekend we were off to visit Nana and Papa Blakefield in Shelton. Esther did great, and slept through the night (yeah!). Here's Esther with Cousin Chrissy:
Nana Marilyn's co-worker, Jenny, really wanted to meet Esther because she's from China too. Here they are at dinner:
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Thursday, March 08, 2007
Bright, bright, sunshiny day...
We had to take advantage of the one nice day we've had so far this year, so we headed to the park (after stopping to pick up some sunglasses for Esther). It felt like spring. Pan Pan wouldn't keep her sunglasses on even with the sun shining directly into her eyes so I had to take this picture quick:
She loves swinging, by herself...:
...or with Daddy:
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Sunday, March 04, 2007
We've had a weird last few days...
in which I discover that I don't like being puked on. But who does, right? It all started Thursday with the doctor's visit. Here's Esther looking less than pleased to be there: I know I mentioned before that Esther had a fever from one or all of her four shots. That night she woke up at 12 am crying very hard and feeling very hot. She had a temp of 101.5. So we gave her some Tylenol and put her back to bed. The next morning she seemed better and had no fever but was weepy all day. Now Pan Pan isn't one for crying much...but it seemed that every time I turned around she was bawling over something. This is going to come off as insensitive, but it was almost comical the way any little thing would set her off. I should have taken the hint that she still wasn't feeling all that well, but being a new mom I figured she would be able to handle an outing to visit Gene's work. Well, boy was I wrong, she had a meltdown when she saw Karin (who is one of the nicest people you'll ever meet) and then was very clingy the rest of visit. She wouldn't even let me leave her sight to go to the restroom and when Daddy would walk away from us she would melt into tears. Figuring she was probably just hungry, we fed her a bottle and some of our pizza. Big mistake...she suddenly started choking...and she has never choked on us yet. I immediately freak out and tell Gene to "do something", forgetting all the many first aid courses I've ever taken. Gene looks at me with panic in his eyes (this is one of his biggest fears) and while we are both trying to figure out what to do, Esther takes control of the situation and pukes all over my legs, which consists of all the milk and all the pizza she's eaten. I deserved it, I admit, and had to ride the half hour trip home smelling like puke. We are now brushing up on our first aid, let me tell ya. She didn't sleep well that night, and woke up crying again. She wouldn't let us out of her sight so she slept with us for the rest of the night.
She is doing much better now and is back to her old self. This is her wrestling a pillow:
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