In which we discuss the new baby, various explosions and problematic living arrangements

Deise is more awake these days, growing longer hair and eyelashes and slightly less furry on the shoulders and back. She has the same blue-gray eyes Daniel had at birth; his turned brown so hers probably will, too.

She's had lots of visitors, bringing lots of food and making lots of cooing sounds. She got to go to church twice and to the library once, before our pediatrician told us to keep her home from now on until she's at least six weeks old. She's loved it all, especially the part where she gets to be held all the time, to the point where she's now finding it difficult to sleep otherwise. As Daniel put it, "It seems she's enjoying being a baby."

Matching Sisters (in pillow case dresses by Mom)

According to Grandpa Craig, the third child somehow figures out what the family is missing, and moves to fill the niche. And sure enough, Deise has distinguished herself by having the busiest digestive system ever. 10-12 diapers a day on average? That's obviously for amateurs. And we're talking projectile poop: all over Mom's lap, shirt and hair, and even down the inside of her shirt. That takes talent, folks.

Uncle John took a detour last week from a gig with the Fab Faux in Gainesville to visit his new niece. Aunty Tara, who hasn't made it down yet, is very, very jealous.

Fun with mentos, a liter of coke, and an empty lot on our block.

Daniel wants everyone to know that even though you can't see it in this picture, the spray went higher than the trees (his emphasis).

After nearly two weeks, Grandpa Craig finally got to see Deise awake.

Daniel reading 10 Little Ladybugs to Deise, on his own initiative.
(He wouldn't let me publish the picture of him reading on the potty. Very media savvy of him. You never know what might come back to haunt you on a job interview someday.)

On a totally unrelated note, this is a picture I've been meaning to post since I snapped it just outside of Charleston a few months ago. Possibly the worst subdivision name ever.

Isn't that just asking for trouble?