Nora Evelyn McGowan

We said no blankets. That’s three blankets*. Can’t you count!?

Also, today is Nora’s five month birthday. Happy birthday, little bean!

* yeah, we know the baby isn’t supposed to sleep with blankets yet.

We learned many things at Nora’s 4 month check-up today but the two that stand out most clearly from the growing body of photographic evidence are:

1. Nora can never resist staring at herself in a mirror.
2. I apparently always wear the same shirt to the dr’s office.

Sorry we didn’t post anything on her actual 4 month birthday (yesterday). Grad school is hard.

To celebrate her three month-a-versary, Nora decided to let her inner anglophile out:

Nora picked up my credit card today and, as you can see, was pretty excited about it. She’s not a bundle of joy, she’s a 10 pound stimulus package. Oh yeah, she was two months old yesterday and will be nine weeks old tomorrow. Did I just blow your mind!?

Nora’s been kicking around this old planet for exactly one month now. I admit that her bacon has been saved a few times by e-bay’s “no babies for sale” policy but all-in-all I think we’ll keep her (there’s a 90 day return policy on these, right?).

To celebrate her one-month-a-versary she gave us a surprisingly restful night last night and then, stunning everyone, is suddenly able to fit (more or less) into the nice cloth diapers we bought. We still have a few newborn disposables left — hopefully just enough for all three of us to learn how real diapers work.

This is also the first of what will end up being a series of Christmas-related posts. Shown here are Nora sporting the amusing onesie* given us by Sylvia in the Linguistics department main office and the three of us together at Grandma and Grandpa’s house. Both of the genuinely clever people in our family are still in their pajamas.

*Honestly, my first thought was “huh, when did that proper noun get uncapitalized?” My second thought was “ooh, is there a hidden message spelled out by the different colored letters? no? perhaps it’s scrambled? no. they wouldn’t actually encrypt something within the text of an infant’s onesie, would they?” My third thought was “oh, I see, because she wakes us up a lot. quite amusing.”