June 30, 2010




Eli gives Ramona her first bottle.

Zuzu joins in. And no, I have no idea what's happening with her hair. But I could look at Ramona's feet all day.

What had Zuzu been eating? I don't know. But I will say that all three older kids cuddle with Ramona whenever they get the chance.

As you can see.

I just want to eat her legs up. I really love changing her diaper, just because it gives me the opportunity to play with her bare legs.

She's still got some of that newborn acne going on. When does it end? I can never remember.

Bathtime. Everyone participates.


I do know what she'd been eating here (peanut butter). I guess I should take the washcloth to her face a little more often.



Where we are, here, in June

June 22, 2010

Hello, all! I’ve (clearly) been not-blogging for a bit here, but am mucking about in World of Julie as apparently some nasty hacker-type people figured out a way to use WoJ as their shell site for cheating people out of their credit card numbers. Ack! So I upgraded my WordPress, which is something I’ve always been afraid of doing. But which seemed to work just fine.

Today I can tell you that a sweet little four-week-old baby is asleep at my feet. Was she ever really not here? She has completely woven herself into our lives, and pretty much spends her days being kissed by everyone in the family. She’s Ramona Greta, and was born on May 25 at 1:23 (5/25/10, 1:23, there’s some kind of numerology thing going on there). She’s just a peach, really. I’ll tell you all about her birth when I get around to it. I felt like I was in labor for weeks.

An hour or two old, meeting the sibs for the first time.

Ramona, just about four weeks old.