This is the best picture I could get this morning of Alia in her Harding gear. Go Bisons! She was very distracted by her toys and apparently my foot.

Have I mentioned that we are in trouble?



Also, she ate some Gerber puffs for the first time today. She couldn't put them in her mouth herself, but she didn't gag and spit them out like previous trials.

Alia + the Easter Rottweiler

We had an appointment today. Alia weighs 17 pounds 15 ounces (75th percentile), is 27.75 inches long (90th percentile) and her head is at the 90th percentile. The doctor had no worries and kept calling her perfect, healthwise that is. She wasn't as happy this appointment and was really wary of both the doctor and the nurse. He told us to think about lowering the mattress on the crib and obviously to start baby proofing and to keep doing what we're doing. Yea for us.

Here is Alia, holding herself up in a standing position. (It may look like my hand is supporting her, but it's not.)

This is all I could get for now.

Daycare reports that we have a crawler.