7 Weeks

First of all, Violet is a Daddy's girl.

She has been since she was in the belly.

When Tim got home from work she would xylophone my ribs from his arrival until we went to bed. The day she was born she would turn her head to the sound of his voice.

Last night the world was too much to handle and Momma was not cutting it, so Daddy picked her up, she buried her face in his chest, wailed pitifully a few times and konked out.

I think they will find this to be a recurring theme between the two of them until she is 13 and decides she is cooler and smarter than we are.

She had her first "ride" on the dirt bike this week, as well as a tour of Daddy's garage.

She also has tapped her temper.
This seemingly benign look can become a shriek of incredible decibels in about 1.3 seconds. She'll go until her face is purple and then just as suddenly stop and smile.
She scared the heck out of my Mom, or Grammy, this week with her temper.
She let out such a loud wail so suddenly it caught Grammy by surprise.
She did send an e-card to apologize though, we are already working on manners.




But mostly she is goofy. She love faces, especially one's that are new. She loves to tell stories and kick her legs. She wants to grab everything she sees and loves her bouncer and her overhead gym. She also likes t.v. just like her Momma. She seems to have a preference for The Cosby Show.....who doesn't at our house.

It's hard to tell in this picture, but her first knuckle is quite red, she is trying out different self soothing techniques.

I laid her in her crib this morning for her nap and for over 30 minutes I listened to her smacking away on her knuckle, but she never fell asleep. She then got the hiccups from all the knuckle smacking so I moved her to her swing where she is currently sawing some serious logs.

Ah, the many things one baby can accomplish in 7 short weeks.

Most of all she accomplished making us more in love with her every minute.......

Little Noodle.