In the Soup

Temps are in the 90s this week!

We're savoring summer with this special recipe:

Grab a good size tub or pot

Take 1 especially adorable baby girl

Fold in a little fish and duck

Add water and stir.

Baby will pout when done.

Just tossed in the pot.

No cameras in the soup, please.

Hint of spice!

Mmmm ...delicious.

Uh-oh! I think we're done.

Keeping Cool at Colman Pool

Today was a scorcher and a perfect day to take a dip!

We headed down to Colman Pool in Lincoln Park and took Cece swimming for the very first time. She was a little overwhelmed and didn't take to the splashes in her face, but all in all it was a wonderful afternoon. We can't wait to go back!

Cece TV

See that little television behind the adorable girl playing on our bed?

We like to call that CCTV, a video baby monitor Matt gave me for Christmas. It has a crib mounted camera with night vision (super creepy when little eyes are open!). At first I thought it was wonderfully, indulgently and needlessly excessive. As it turns out, I can't imagine sleeping peacefully or worry free without it. We love watching her sleep at night and play in the morning.

With a show like that, who needs cable?!

A Tisket, A Tasket

Cece loves the laundry basket!

Staring Contest

One, two, three, go! That darn duck! He never blinks!

But he is fun to hang out with on a sunny afternoon.

Oh Babe I Hate to Go

A few months ago Daddy had a great idea. "You should get away", he suggested. I thought about it for awhile and then made plans to go see Leslee in San Diego. Cool!

However, today is the big day. I hardly slept because I am excited ... and nervous, too. What's to be nervous about? Daddy is a pro at baby care. Everything will be fine. So what is my problem?

Look at that face! Have you seen that face? I mean, really?! Who could leave that perfect, sweet, angel faced, little, chubby, smiley, giggly, baby girl?! She just started saying "Ma ma"! Am I crazy?!

Okay. Taking a deep breath now. The wisdom of the airline safety speech is coming to mind. Traveling with small children? Put the mask over yourself first. Got it. Time with one of my dearest, soul soothing friends can only do me good. Its just the leaving on a jet plane part that is hard.

My bags aren't quite packed, but thanks to Matt the bills are paid and I do know when I'll be back again. I might hate to go, but I know for sure I will love coming back.

Maybe Daddy will do a blog posting of his weekend? Comments and coaxing welcome!