Havenisms

Little girl. You are a riot. You make me laugh all the time. Like when you told everyone at Thanksgiving that you were going to climb mountains when you were a big guy.

Or, when you told Poppy (while we were at Nana's house) that you'd rather have a beer when he gave you water.

Or, when you asked if we would be bonking Phoebe's head together with Vivienne's. Because we have two little tiny babies and that's what we do when we have two of something.

Girl, you are just so funny. You had everyone laughing during Thanksgiving with all of your sayings. I am so thankful for you!

Two Months Today

Sweet, darling Viv. You are such a joy to this family. You usually wake up in a good mood and are ready to smile and "talk." You are much more vocal than Haven was at this age which leads me to believe that you may be our talker. Haven is shy at first.

I weighed you last week, Vivienne, and you were 11.5 pounds! I cannot believe how big you've grown. You sleep like a champ (at night). Napping is sometimes a bit of a struggle, but as long as you sleep like you have been that's OK.

We just celebrated Thanksgiving and quite a few people met you for the first time. And, of course, their first comment is always about all your black hair. Inevitably, they reach out to touch it. Which, is amusing because you don't like having your hair touched. But, gosh, it's hard to resist.

You really are a blessing to our family, my little girl. I can't begin to express how much I love you. You make our family complete. And, your daddy is head over heels in love with you too.

Makin' Mommy Laugh (a Vivienne Story)

probably when she shouldn't be:

This morning as we were getting ready for friends to come over, I walked out of the room and left you, my Viv, on the bed with Haven. I wasn't two steps from the room when you started crying. Vivienne, I haven't heard a cry of pain from you--ever. But, this was unmistakable. I ran into the bedroom, fully expecting to see Haven with a finger in your eye or something.

You were screaming because you had managed to get a hold of a big hunk of your own hair. And, you were pulling it. And, it hurt really bad. You kept crying in pain and I tried to unlock your vice-like grip from your head. I was laughing because it was so silly. It took me a moment to get you untangled and I had to soothe you (and Haven, because she could tell it was a cry of pain and she was worried for you). You just kept pulling and crying. You silly baby.

buddha belly

She's 6 weeks today and smiling all the time (except when she wants to scream)...

What a Helper

Haven has recently discovered how best to help when Viv is fussing--she sticks her finger down Viv's throat and lets her suck on it. I hear a lot of choking and gagging, but other than those minor annoyances, Viv seems to love it.

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