Baby Smiles

Don't you hate it when people feel it's necessary to put all newborn smiles down to wind?
Or do you do it?!  Stop that, will you?  Pretty please? 
"Oh, she's got some wind there."
"She gave me a little smile, I know it's probably just wind..."
Oorrrrr...she's smiling.
Take it for what it is.  It's a smile.  It's quite magical.  It doesn't need an explanation.

Well, unless it looks like this:

Grinch-baby is certainly up to something.

Five Changes at 5:00

1. Ah, 'tis Christmas morning, in years gone by, and a child-me eagerly retrieves the contents of my stocking.  What's this?  Unwrapped, starchy, bright and unpilled socks.  Socks.  My immediate reaction: "dud," smile politely, and keep digging.  Funny how now, receiving new, starchy, bright and unpilled socks as a gift seems to endow my life with extravagance.  Good li'l gift, seriously.
2. I am loving intrigue and sneakiness in fantasy novels and historical fiction right now.  See, in stories set in days gone by -- pre-DNA testing and fingerprinting -- sneaking around someone else's chamber looking for clues is filled with suspense (Will the snoop be caught in the act?) instead of inducing forehead-slapping at a character's stupidity.  Science has ruined snooping for the good guys too.
3. After much discussion, we have established that Haki can sometimes distinguish my affection for a character is not infatuation with an actor.  This is because he concurs -- Viggo holds zero appeal, but surely anyone can see why an elf maiden would give up immortality for Aragorn.  Add 'im to the list.
4. We have been with vodafone for our cellphones for a long time -- a hangover symptom of a foregone business pursuit.  We were able to switch to 2degrees this week, and it is infinitely better.
5. You may remember, I don't always do so well at the dentist.  I'm working on it.  But given my last encounter, you can probably understand my relief that pregnancy gave me a solid out when I received a reminder call I needed to return to see to my unfinished dental work.  But I'm not pregnant any more...and the new thing living in my stomach is a heavy stone of dread. 

Weighing in on Family Resemblance

 

So...Esky and Mia may bear some resemblance to one other. 

What's most amusing to me is reading the scales -- not only is Mia heavier than Esky in these shots, but Mia is half of Esky's age at these weigh-ins.  Yup, Mia is just over 2 weeks old in the picture (bottom), while Esky is one month old (top). Even if we're factoring in 40 grams for a singlet and dry nappy, Mia is still packing on the pounds (or kgs, in the case of this digital display).

/Rubbing hands together
Only a few short months until we can play Name That Baby! again!  You best believe I've got the purple kit and quilt backdrop at the ready!
(check back mid-August!)

Wiggin Out

 Have you seen?  The trailer for Ender's Game, is what. 
Only the teaser for the cinematic adaptation of one of the greatest SF books of all time.

 All I can say is, "Harrison flippin' Ford!  In space!"