Weekly round up

We went to the pediatrician last Thursday for Darby's 2 month visit. She weighs 10 pounds and 3 ounces and is 21 and 1/2 inches long. He says she is doing great and has great head control. He started her on rice cereal at her evening bottle for one week and then we will increase to morning and evening after that. She is tolerating it well. She is sleeping like a champ. She goes to bed between 6:30pm and 8:00pm and usually wakes between 4-5 am for a quick change and a bottle. She is smiling and cooing like nobody's business. She is rolling from her tummy to her back several times a day especially when she doesn't want to do tummy time. We will be going to get her shots next week. Not looking forward to that at all!! :(



We will be going to Nat.chez this weekend for the holiday. I think we are going to take Darby down to the bluffs on the river and watch the fireworks. The doctor said not to use any insect repellent or sunscreen but he did highly recommend the old yellow Listerine mouthwash in a spray bottle for all of those pesky mosquitoes. We will be visiting with my family on Friday and having a FAMILY get together on Saturday for all of the girls to see the new arrival.



Just a few pics of our growing girl...







Hoping everyone has a safe and Happy Fourth of July!

8 weeks (this past Friday)

Just a quick hello before jetting off to bed. All is well here in baby kingdom. We had Darby's baptism on Sunday which was beautiful. She was a perfect angel through the whole ceremony. She is growing like a weed and gaining weight which I think I am feeling more of as my back begins to ache! Ugh! But you just can't help but hold that precious baby girl. She is smiling big gummy smiles. She loves bath time. She is absolutely miserable after we get her home from daycare because she is so overtired and gassy. We love her!

Love from the Mommies!

Hey there!

Did you see that???

Roll Tide.... for Aunt Angie!

The Waitress

It's funny how some people assume relationships when they see women together. Vic and I have frequently been asked if we were sisters. We usually just take it in stride and answer depending on the situation.

Well this recent experience took the cake!

My mom came to our house for a visit to see the baby (which is momentous in itself - but I digress). We decided that we would go to lunch and then to the mall. We went to the Oli.ve Gard.en. Mom and Vic sat on one side of the table and I sat on the other with Darby in her carrier propped up on the chair next to me. We were greeted by a very talkative-invading personal space-all knowing- very assuming waitress.

She began ooohhing and ahhing over the baby and continued to lean her face over the canopy of the carrier to get a closer look at her. She talked about how babies sleep and how they eat and how it will get better as she gets older and... blah, blah, blah.

She asked where we were from. We told her we lived here and that Mom was visiting from Mississippi. Then proceeded to say, "It's great that there are four generations at this table." And walked away. What? What did she say - four generations? Oh well, maybe she misspoke and meant three.

So she comes back with our food (continually talking). We start eating and she continues to talk. She goes away and comes back with another advice tip. Goes away and comes back again all through lunch. Then she looks at me and asks, "Is this your first grandchild?" What? Did I just hear you right? I was speechless. I didn't know what to say. Do I look that old? Do I look old enough to Vic's mother? I was shocked. After I picked up my jaw off of the table I just said "yes". She walked away. Mom said, "I must look older than dirt."

What was that? We giggled and laughed. Do I need to sign up for that show called 10 years younger? What an ego buster!