My second shower...

In my short life I've already attended two showers. This most recent was for Aunt Stephanie and Cousin Sally. Baby shower games are lots of fun, but the most fun was watching Grandma Rolf try to decide which baby she was going to try to hold next... Sally or me. Either that or the relatives trying to tell the two of us apart. Good thing that I wore pink and Sally wore yellow that day.... next time we'll dress alike and throw everyone for a loop!

Hair...

Yesterday I was laying on a blanket, minding my own business when all of a sudden I felt the worst possible pain coming from my head. I screamed and Mom can running. It seems someone had found that my beautiful long hair was fun to pull on and would not let go... of course Mom was trying her hardest to get the culprit to release the lock of hair, but it was difficult to do through her laughter. You see... it was me who grabbed my own hair! The more it hurt, the more I tried to pull my hand away, but it's called a "Grasp reflex" not a "release reflex" for a reason!

Workin' out

well, it's official. i can do more push ups than my mom. of course, at this point in my life, for me to do a push up, I'm only required to lift my head off the floor... but it's still quite an accomplishment for me!