is it my turn?
It won’t be much longer and we’ll have to get Nora her own computer.

It won’t be much longer and we’ll have to get Nora her own computer.

Who doesn’t like to curl up with their favorite giraffe after a long day?

Nora can’t really stand on her own yet, but with some external maternal stabilization she’s happy to get some wear into the old Robeez.

Nora came into the lab this morning to help me run some subjects. :)

Nora and I went for a long walk this afternoon using this weird backpack thing we inherited (from Jojo by way of Ellie). The point of this walk was to help her take a much-needed mid-afternoon nap. This photo, taken immediately after we got home, documents the relative success of that mission.

I also carried a large, multi-colored parasol on this walk. I don’t even want to speculate how nerdy I looked.
Nora, Jen, and I spent some time this afternoon kicking back and enjoying some glasses of water. For a first-timer we think she remained remarkably dry.

Here you see Nora wearing what I believe to be Ellie’s old watermelon outfit (matching watermelon hat, not pictured) and wearing socks from Ellie’s parents while sitting in Ellie’s bumbo. Thanks, Ellie (and Katie & Willie)!

At about 3:30 this afternoon Nora sat up by herself for the first time and she was very, very proud of herself. Here are some pictures we managed to capture during this momentous (if not entirely graceful) first sit.


The recent improvement in our local weather situation has meant a number of improvements in Nora’s already comfortable lifestyle. Chief among these, perhaps, is the ability to go for long walks in her car seat/stroller combo. She seems especially interested in anything that moves which, from her perspective, is almost everything.

Nora’s aunts Judy and Lisa* gave her this incredibly cool jumperoo back when she was still code-named ‘biscuit’. She’s still not quite big enough for it, really, but she *loves* it so we put my Compact OED under (so she can jump (eroo)). Do please note that (a) the OED is priceless to me and (2) not the least bit liquid proof. Parental love truly knows no bounds.

* We all hope you’re recovering well, Lisa.