Doctor Visit

Paige had her eight week check-up today.

Everything went well... she is up to 11 lbs. 7 oz., which is in the 75th percentile. (Of course, I was in the 95th percentile, but who's counting).

The only part I was confused about was when the nurse brought in something called "vaccines" for Paige. Daddy took me out of the room for a while, but when I came back she had band-aids on her legs. Pretty ones, too.

The best news is that Daddy said I get to go to the doctor in a few weeks and get some of those pretty band-aids of my own.

While I Was Away

Lots of stuff to bring you up to date on.

First off, Paige and I (and Mommy and Daddy, of course) took a road trip to Indianapolis to see Grandma and Grandpa. It was awesome. We got to see a lot of people, and I got to introduce my little sister to them.

We also got to go to the zoo, which was awesome. And this time the Tiger wasn't in hiding. He was right there for all to see. I even roared at him. Even cooler than that was the dolphin show. They had a HUGE swimming pool with dolphins that jumped and flipped and everything. I need to get a dolphin for my swimming pool.

Then we came back to have a birthday party for Grandpa. Grandma made a cake, and she let me decorate it.

It was lots of fun, but the ride home was even better. Get this, there was a screen that dropped down from the top of the car and showed Elmo videos. It was so amazing I didn't even mind that we had to stop three times for Paige and the trip took eight hours.

After we got home, things kept getting better. Daddy found a tricycle for sale online and we got it. It's great. Old school red and white - really classy.

Now, I did have to give something up for it... my pacifier that I used in bed. I figured it was a good deal. I am two and a half. First couple nights were rough, but its getting better.

I am a big girl, after all.

Smile, Baby

We're back.

Whole lots going on, can't really get into it all here, so I have to just give you the top story. Paige is learning how to smile.

It's pretty cool, really. She's as cute as her older sister (and who is that... oh yeah). Now, when I smile at her, she smiles back.

Check it out...





And just so you know, the days of daily updates maybe be gone for a bit. Being a big sister is a real time suck. But I'm not going away, however. I DO have a little sister to tell you about.

We're Still Here

OK, OK, OK, I know... it's been a while. But go easy on me. It's tough being a big sister. Little babies are a lot of work. I mean, I've got to give her kisses, sing her songs, go get her pacifier for her if she needs it. Shoot, by the time I hit my bed at 8 bells I am wiped.

We're getting along great - even though I'm starting to think she is a little spoiled. I mean, she has been getting a ton of presents lately, out-gifting me by at least a 3-to-1 ratio. And Mommy and Daddy spend LOTS of time with her. In fact, she gets to sleep in their room.

Now, I love my big girl bed, but I would LOVE to sleep in Mommy and Daddy's room sometime. I just imagine it as a perfect oasis of quiet that is just right for sleeping through the night unmolested, which is what I can only assume Paige does every night - never waking or waking anyone else.

She's also got her own tub now, too. First, she just used mine, but that was apparently too hard so Mommy and Daddy have got her a new one...