Lucy’s day
Lucy’s coming along well. She’s still not used to having Daddy continually snapping pictures of her, though.
Eventually, she gets used to it, and tries to humor me with a little smile.
Lucy heard a lot of Project Runway in the womb, and she is starting to become a bit more discerning about her fashion choices. She fell in love with this hat.
She’s learning how to play with her big sister. Mostly, she plays by sitting in the boppy and watching Sadie demonstrate the toys.
Mostly, Lucy eats. I have never seen a baby who eats this much. Here is she, politely telling me that she would like the bottle over there on the shelf. Now, please.
Bring me four ounces of milk every ten minutes until I pass out. Then every fifteen minutes.
