So, take a look at the image. That’s me. I am yucking it up watching Ricky Gervais on Inside the Actor’s Studio. Man, that guys is such a card. I loved him in The Office (BBC version, of course). See the expression on my face. That’s pure comedic joy folks…well, for a 5 week old anyway. I was on top of the world yesterday. I was heading into Mommy’s office to meet some of her co-workers. I was wearing pants and shoes for the first time and check out that cute outfit! I got that new just this weekend from my friends Brooke and Corey. I tell ya…on top of the world. Who knew it would all come crashing down. By 4pm I was one sad little sack. I had so much gas I thought mah belly would es-pload! Fortunately, Unka Scott knew just what to do. He reminded Mommy and Daddy that I could take Infant Simethicone (like tums for babies). Daddy ran out and got me some at 11pm and I was good for the rest of the night. Thanks Unka!! Your a belly saver! I guess I gotta lay off the hot wings.

Ahh! I’ve been infected. One of those over-sized rodents rubbed it’s face against my delicate hand. I tried to climb to my feet and run away, but even this monstrous trauma was not enough for me to motivate my motor control to leap forward many months of development under the compulsion of sheer willpower alone. Now I have cat hairs, dander, and heaven can only imagine what other impurities coating my right hand. Do you realize that’s the one I put in my mouth?!

At some points I have been good at grabbing the camera and at other points not so good. Here is my best attempt to document Libby first 10 days at home which included Christmas and New Year’s.
Enjoy!
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Who knew? Who knew that posting close up pics of our darling little kitten would lead to such confusion?

No, our baby is not huge.

Many of our readers have now met Miss Libby in person and we keep hearing them say, “Oh, I thought she was so much bigger.” It seems that people seeing the pics on the site are perceiving her as quite a big baby because there is nothing in the pics for perspective. As it turns out, although Libby is perfectly healthy and gaining weight at a normal rate, she is actually a tad smaller than average. Her size is in the 25th to 40th percentile for her age. She is a teeny tiny lady, folks.

So, in order to help folks recognize her when they meet her, I have prepared a few helpful comparison photos.

***Please note the stunning handmade quilt that Libby is resting on. This was a very special gift from our friend Stacy H and it was her first ever quilt. It is beautiful and we love it. Libby is a little behind on her thank you cards, but we want Stacy to know that we are so touched, so we thought we would tell the world and show of her lovely work. Thanks Stacy!!

Comments by Libby -

Look! My head is only about 4 inches from top to chin.

It is way smaller than this honking big remote control. If I could just get my fingers on those buttons…

Can you hold a pen? Then you can hold my head!

Not sure what this is, but I likes it. Hmmm. Technology is so snuggly.

Alright already! I have grown weary of this game. I am closing my eyes. Someone gimme my paccey.

Contrary to what the title of this post implies, this was not a poo that lasted for eight continuous minutes. Rather eight minutes elapsed between the time I undid Libby’s diaper and the time the last of the poo came out.

I guess there must be something very soothing about the cool air hitting your bare bottom. Seeing the serene contentment on Libby’s face as she churned her legs in the air like the pistons of a poo-making engine, I wondered if I’m missing out on something. I can’t imagine feeling that at peace with the world.

I think pooing is some form of meditation for Libby. Her eyes take on a distant look, as though she’s watching the universe unfold all its secrets before her. (squirt) Her tongue juts out slightly between her pooched lips (glop) as though she is too distracted by her connection to the metaphysical plane (squeeee-irt) to change the expression that was on her (flrrrrrp) face when (peewwf) all this began.

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