7 Hours

We've set a new record: Marilee slept for 7 straight hours the other night. Unfortunately, I was awake for all 7 hours, but it's a start. She visited Mr. Sandman from 9 a.m. to about 4 a.m, after which she visited Mr. Boob.

"Yes I may have a acne, a double chin and receding hairline, but don't hate me cause I'm beautiful."

As you can see, Marilee continues to get really fat put on healthy weight. At the latest weigh-in last week, she hit the 13 pound mark. Then we changed her diaper and the scale read 8 pounds. (Rimshot)



In other bodily fluid emission related news: we're still dealing with massive spit-ups after every feeding. And sometimes during feedings. And before feedings too. Basically, what I'm saying is that the spit-ups are non-stop and to the point where we no longer care about cleaning spilt breastmilk off of the furniture. (Especially since we're getting new couches from Pat and Allison via Mom and Dad tomorrow.)


An action shot of one of Marilee's spit-ups:

Okay, to be honest, Marilee's spit-ups are in NO WAY like Old Faithful. Old Faithful only erupts once every 15 minutes.

I've forgotten to mention that we've started giving Marilee baths. We weren't sure if she was going to like it or not, so Daddy showed her how it's done:

"May I offer you a Skittle?"

Now a drumroll please......Marilee's very first bath and her first chance to experience the relaxation of warm, soothing water:

We only bathe her in freezing cold water. Sure, it may cause her to scream alot, but you should see how much we save on our energy bill.

This is totally unrelated to Marilee, but since I've already downloaded the photo, we'll now play a game we like to call: Before and After.

Before:

After:

"How was I supposed to know consuming an endangered species was a federal offense?"

Meanwhile, we ask the rhetorical question: is there anything more natural, nay, more beautiful, than the site of a loving mother nursing her young child?

A good mom knows how to multi-task.

(Disclaimer: One of the people photographed in the photo above demanded kindly asked that I let everyone know she was posing, and not actually drinking out of the whiskey bottle.)

This gratuitous shot of Marilee is visual proof that we are using the baby chair that Grandma and Grandpa Beauregard bought for her. (We removed her from the chair immediately after. the photo was taken.)






"Help! I have some strange 200 pound man falling on me!"

And here's one taken today, March 7th, just in case there are any people at the Casa Grande R.V. park near Phoenix, Arizona who happen to be logging in after a cutthroat game of cards.

"Hi Grandma and Grandpa Beauregard. Hope you're enjoying your retirement and having your fun on a palm tree-lined golf course under 80 degree Arizona skies. Me? I'm having just as much fun. It snowed in Grand Junction today, and it's cold and dreary outside. So I'm just going to spend the day here bored, hungry and tired, laying on the floor of a drafty shore store in my own excrement. See you soon!"