Taylor laughed out loud for the first time this week. I wanted to write all about it, but why tell you about it, when I can show you? Enjoy!
Thursday, March 25, 2010
Saturday, March 13, 2010
Weight
Today I posted on my blog about "weight" (Click Here) and decided it was a great subject to post about on Taylor's blog.
I'm a real nerd and I keep track of her weight religiously. Every time she goes to the doctor I open up my laptop and fire up those digits. Every Monday, like clockwork, we weigh Taylor at Mama Bo's house and I rush to the Mac and enter those numbers in my spreadsheet. I've even got a graph that you can see below (click on it to make it bigger). I don't know if her weight is supposed to be linear or not, but it sure does fit well on that line. Rebecca clued me in on a startling coincidence this week. When Taylor was born, her weight was 2 lbs, 10 oz. After five weeks in the hospital and a couple of months at home, she weighed (this past Monday) 10 lbs, 2 oz.! Isn't that cool?
I'm a real nerd and I keep track of her weight religiously. Every time she goes to the doctor I open up my laptop and fire up those digits. Every Monday, like clockwork, we weigh Taylor at Mama Bo's house and I rush to the Mac and enter those numbers in my spreadsheet. I've even got a graph that you can see below (click on it to make it bigger). I don't know if her weight is supposed to be linear or not, but it sure does fit well on that line. Rebecca clued me in on a startling coincidence this week. When Taylor was born, her weight was 2 lbs, 10 oz. After five weeks in the hospital and a couple of months at home, she weighed (this past Monday) 10 lbs, 2 oz.! Isn't that cool?
Sunday, March 7, 2010
Rocket Poopie
Taylor does many adorable things. This is not the story of one of those things.
The past three days have been amazing. At our wits end from sleepless nights and days trudging around the office without much sleep, Rebecca and I prayed for a sleeping miracle. As I have shared numerous times in this blog, Taylor has had her days and nights mixed up. After two nights of heavenly bliss sleeped filled nights, Rebecca and I were just waiting for something to go wrong.
Yesterday afternoon, Rebecca and I loaded up Taylor and just drove around to enjoy the infrequent sunshine and beautiful weather. We looked at cars, admired some houses, etc. It was awesome. We even stopped by Jack's and got a milkshake.
At home, Rebecca and I were just sitting down on the couch when Rebecca asked Taylor if she had a dirty diaper. When Taylor didn't respond, Rebecca started the investigation. The second Rebecca pulled down the diaper, a rocket of excrement shot out of Taylor's butt, past the edge of the diaper, depositing a little of poop on the couch, and a lot of poop across Rebecca's left leg. Just look at all that poopie.
We cleaned the couch thoroughly, but we understand if you don't want to sit there anymore.
The past three days have been amazing. At our wits end from sleepless nights and days trudging around the office without much sleep, Rebecca and I prayed for a sleeping miracle. As I have shared numerous times in this blog, Taylor has had her days and nights mixed up. After two nights of heavenly bliss sleeped filled nights, Rebecca and I were just waiting for something to go wrong.
Yesterday afternoon, Rebecca and I loaded up Taylor and just drove around to enjoy the infrequent sunshine and beautiful weather. We looked at cars, admired some houses, etc. It was awesome. We even stopped by Jack's and got a milkshake.
At home, Rebecca and I were just sitting down on the couch when Rebecca asked Taylor if she had a dirty diaper. When Taylor didn't respond, Rebecca started the investigation. The second Rebecca pulled down the diaper, a rocket of excrement shot out of Taylor's butt, past the edge of the diaper, depositing a little of poop on the couch, and a lot of poop across Rebecca's left leg. Just look at all that poopie.
We cleaned the couch thoroughly, but we understand if you don't want to sit there anymore.
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