Simple Math

Something occurred to me today as I pulled the cloth from Mia's swing out of the washing machine. The lesson I learned yesterday could be boiled down to this equation:

Full baby belly + baby swing = empty baby belly.

I caused Mia's first vomit. Good job, mom.

As a side note, here is a picture of Mia enjoying some quality father-daughter time with Leigh. Leigh's playing PlayStation and Mia is enjoying her time sitting sideways and looking around at the living room. When you're little, I guess everything is interesting.

Grandpa Doug and Nancy

My dad and stepmom came to meet Mia this weekend and we had such a great time! The highlights include Mia's first trip to a restaurant, watching the Hog game and Mia's first trip to the zoo.

Friday night we went to Iguana for dinner. Mia's first trip to a restaurant was great. She hung out in her car seat and never woke up. No need to worry about a dirty diaper or hunger pangs.

On Saturday, Mia watched Arkansas take down South Carolina from the comfort of a Hog hat. That was Leigh's idea, of course. It was hilarious. She actually liked it and eventually fell asleep in there.

After the game we headed to the Oklahoma City Zoo! And just like the restaurant, she slept through it all - the baby chimp, Oklahoma trails, the zebras, the rhinos, the lions, everything. As you can see in that first picture, she is extremely interested in the gorilla in the background.

Springbok Bodyguard

Leigh's springbok makes sure Mia sleeps safe at night. Watch out; the springbok bodyguard means business.

Dear Sir ...

Mia types a letter ... with Leigh's help.

G47 ...

I love this hat. Doesn't it look like she's going to a bingo hall to take all the old ladies' money? She will blend right in.

Language

At some point we're going to have to censor ourselves and our visitors around Mia so she doesn't repeat bad words. And I'm going to have to stop watch crime shows or at least I should turn her bouncy seat away just in case.

She's No. 1 in Diapers

Today we celebrated a milestone that you only care about when it's your kid: Mia moved up a size in diapers. I don't think this would matter if she hadn't struggled to gain weight in the first month. But nevertheless, today she was big enough to fit into size 1 diapers instead of the ones for newborns. She's still too little for the cloth diapers, but that will come.

So of course there are pictures to prove she fits in her new big diapers. She just loves that pink bouncy seat from her cousin Madison. Thank you, Sarah and all the Johnsons! And a side note: you can see each of our dogs in these pictures. Deter's the yellow one, and Skye's the black one. They are so nosy.

The Good, The Bad and The Mia

Mia made a visit to her awesome doctor today.

Good news: She's up to 8 pounds, 12 ounces. That puts her in the 10th percentile for her age, up from the bottom 5th percentile. Wahoo for weight gain!

Bad news: She has colic. The inconsolable crying is explained. Turns out, those gas drops don't do any good, our doctor said. I bought some the other day and thought maybe they weren't helping, so it was good to have confirmation. No more yucky stuff or Mia. I'm dropping dairy to see if that helps.

Other news: Our doctor's office got 500 doses of swine flu shots. We can make an appointment to get the shot at the beginning of next week. Health officials in Oklahoma are just now allowing parents of infants to get the shot, too. We were going to have to wait in those big long lines for the health department shots, but now we can just get it at our doctor's office.

Did This Use to Be Interesting?

Just a note about being a parent ...

Before you have a kid, you can't imagine spending so much of your time each day concerned with poop.

Boo

Mia enjoyed her first Halloween with several costume changes throughout the day. First was her little Halloween-colored scarf. Then the pumpkin onesie. Then an orange onesie that say "Baby's First Halloween." She wore that get-up with a hat that looks like a carrot. The carrot hat is staying out for the rest of winter. It's hilarious.

But seriously, this kid has more clothes than Leigh and I do put together.

We had lots of trick-or-treaters, which we weren't prepared for. We normally see fewer than 10. We ran out of candy and Leigh had to go to the store. Crazy.