Thursday, June 28, 2007

Sing....sing a song....

So, here's something new.
Last night I gave Zoe a bath. I like to put music on when we do this. Heck, I like to have music on pretty much whenever she's around. This time it was a bunch of old Big Daddy tunes and I knew most of the words and on came a couple of fun, upbeat songs.
So, I started singing to Zo and the next thing I know, she is moving her mouth and, it looks like, she's imitating me. She was enraptured by this. It was pretty cool, to say the least.
Beth caught a nice shot of it.

Sunday, June 24, 2007

the true face of evil

Oh, man......exhaustion has crept in. Crept...forced, broken down walls and beaten us to a bloody pulp.
I was going to take Zo out to Amoeba and the market but, when she finally fell asleep I just decided to leave her in the swing and graba cup of coffee and catch up on my reading. I'm back one day and already back into the swing.
Zo's doing the inconsolable dance, all parents know it. Nothing makes her happy and she screams and blows until, whammo, she crashes.
Ok, fine. You wanna be that way?
Then I will post your true, canderian demon self.

Truth is, this is the first few minutes I had with Zo when I got home. It almost seems like she recognized me. But as far as she's concerned it might as well be the return of her first friend, Gloppy the Placenta.

Friday, June 15, 2007

It's a pleasure to meetcha, you like like one incredible creature.

Just about the average length of a pop song...we present the first Zoe slideshow.

Music by The Cat Empire.

Tuesday, June 12, 2007

focus on personality.

Not a helluva lot of stuff going on in naval gazing, Zoecentric life. She still rules all of her minions. We are still treating her like she is a fetus living outside of the womb. Which means 4 am feedings. Yawwnnnnnn..
Today and about three days ago she was inconsolable. Sreaming. Bloody murder. A screaming mimi. The only thing that placated her was to let her do her standing thing. But she uses stomach muscles for that. So, clenching her stomach to stand, she tosses her lunch. Or dinner. Or dinner 2. We are covered in it.


While I wait to figger out iMovie y'all will just have to deal with some photos.

Remember how we told you that she is obsessed with monkeys? Here she is staring at the on on her bouncy seat.

But then she realized we were taking her picture and she is taken aback.

But if you want to swaddle your kid and you don't have a blanket handy, well, here's our new concept.
Works like a charm. And gets her ready for those beer swillin' summer afternoons that await....

Wednesday, June 6, 2007

Daddy Mac