Our Ivy is such a smart, pretty, strong baby. We couldn't be more proud of her (and when she stands on her own, or shows us how big baby is, she's pretty proud of herself).
We have loved Ivy from the very first moment we knew she was coming. But she's become so much better every day since then, and right now, she's the most amazing baby in the whole entire world. In fact, she's not much of a baby anymore. She's walking, saying a few words, eating all the raspberries she can get her hands on (even Mom's) -- incroyable enfant!
It's been a busy three weeks since I last blogged: I went to Denver for a conference and learned a bunch about Butoh and did a activist performance on the streets. Ivy stayed home with her daddy, and they had all kinds of big fun. Then, Eric and Ellen (Josh's best friend from high school and his partner) came to visit us. Ivy and I took off for Grammy and Grampy's in Iowa, and had an amazing time playing with them. We came home and had so much fun back with Daddy -- and back to work. And then bad news -- Brittany is interviewing for a teaching job. We may be losing our nanny (at the worst possible time!). We'll have to see.
Because there are a gajillion pictures but not much time, I'm just going to caption this week. I'll try to do better next time (hope we get a nanny, because it's putting the blog at risk!).
Every morning, I like to look at books.I turn the pages and point at things for Mommy and Daddy to name.
I also like to take things out of bags and put them back in.Shifting objects from one place to another is a great game.
Daddy, I see you! Thanks for making this delicious dinner!
It's hard to eat when you're laughing.And besides, I don't really much like bread these days. I am very fussy about my grains.
Help! It's attack of the bubbles!
Ah, the pleasures of bathroom reading (who cares if it's upside down).
Do I need to take vitamins to help me grow? No! I'm a big, strong girl already!
I can play peekaboo with my new friend, Ellen.She was really fun to play with, and seemed to love playing with me.
I hope she and Eric have a baby soon -- then I will have a NYC pen pal.
I am an Obama baby, walking with my Grampy.I think my other Grandma and Grandpa would like my romper and my political views.
I'm an Obama Baby with an Obama Mama and an Obama Grandma! They are raising me right!
Grammy and Grampy have so many neat things to play with.This doll is the statue Auntie Heidi and Mommy gave them for their anniversary.
They put it in their garden, and I can visit it next time I visit.
Tomorrow, I will walk here, but today I am trying to call Daddy on my play phone.Mommy has a new iPhone, but she doesn't let me use it.
I went to the zoo with Mommy and Grammy and Grampy.I got to see goats! They weren't as cute as the ones in France.
There are camels at the zoo! This baby camel is just right for babies like me.
Llamas have long, long lashes.At first I was scared of their big teeth, but Mommy kept me safe.
I learned to love them, and I laughed and laughed when they trotted over to say hi.
Mommy and I fed the giraffes a cracker! It was amazing. I was close enough to touch them, but I didn't (Mommy wouldn't let me). Their tongues are thick and black and nearly as long as my arm. I laughed when they stuck out their tongues.
They have very long lashes, and are just as pretty as their pictures in Tall and Hug.
I think giraffes might be my favorite animal. I know that I don't love
any toy as much as I love my giraffe blanket, Geraldine. Mary, Sophie,
and Jamie were right -- it is the best! Real giraffes are much bigger
than Geraldine, though!
Grandma taught me how to clean!
When I got back home, I played with my corn popper.I still can't push it while I'm walking, but I can run it across the floor and make the noises!
Daddy, are you sure you're done with this limeade can?
