Tuesday, October 23, 2007

Fighting her Morning Nap

Must...keep...playing...can't...fall...asleep...




Morning Nap = 1, Gabriella = 0

Sunday, October 21, 2007

Saturday, October 20, 2007

Saturday, October 13, 2007

Soooo big!

October 13, 2007
Age 7.5 months old


Umm... might be time to lower the crib mattress and remove the mobile.

Monday, October 8, 2007

October 8, 2007
Age 7.5 months

I was trying to get some cleaning done today. ("Trying" cannot be emphasized enough.)
At one point, I put her in her crib because I "KNEW" she was tired. She seemed pretty quiet, so I crept into her bedroom and started situating some things. I was really quiet and stooped down low, so she couldn't really see me.

I looked up and almost jumped out of my socks! I saw this eyeball staring at me. (See below.) It really freaked me out! Apparently she heard me. And apparently she was NOT asleep.

And, in true G fashion, she's all smiles when the camera starts flashing.




Saturday, October 6, 2007

Last vacation pictures, I promise

Just a few more vacation pics and then I'll move on...

Stew and G having a beer and some sourdough bread in San Francisco. (The NY Jets were on the television, hence Stew's gaze.)

G and I at Monterey Bay

Stew, G, and I at Monterey Bay Aquarium.



"Food doesn't taste any better in California. No more peas please."
Stew didn't have any better luck with feeding Gabriella solids during our trip...



Friday, October 5, 2007

Taking Walks

Vacation continued...
Gabriella is about 7.3 months old

While I was at training, Stew took Gabriella on lots of walks, usually at least two each day. They explored Palo Alto together, and I got to hear the stories after getting back to the hotel for lunch or in the evening. These aren't the kind of walks I would go on -- they would walk very fast and, in true Stew fashion, turn them into workouts. Gabriella had a blast.


On several occasions she fell completely asleep. (Cute, huh?)Stew said he stopped into Stanford, at one point, to give G a tour of the grounds and to pick up an application. I'm sure the picture above caputure her interest in this activity.


Okay, so this is my first time posting a video. If you have dial-up (Lola) you may want to choose not to look at this, because I can imagine it would take a while. And, this is just a trial... so this video isn't really anything wild!


Monday, October 1, 2007

Adventures in Travel

Traveling with Baby...

I have a great idea. I'll share a suitcase with Gabriella. I'll start by packing her stuff, and then I'll put mine on top.


I may not have had room for any clothes on my trip, but I was still looking forward to spending some quality time with my family.

Gabriella LOVED the stroller and the Buffalo airport.

I'm so happy, I'm so happy, I'm so happy.


If you could hear this picture, it would be LOUD. This should have been a red flag for us. But nope, naivete wins.

"I REALLY love the Buffalo airport!!" She screamed out of sheer happiness while waiting for the plane. Adorable. Again, should have been a red flag.
Okay, so imagine this blank space being the two hour flight from hell, from Buffalo to Atlanta. She cried. No, she didn't cry, she SCREAMED the entire trip. There was nothing we could do - we tried nursing, bottle, snacks, rocking, distraction.... and the list goes on. Our neighbors weren't shy about offering their 2 cents. I'm sure because they were ready to blow their brains out one hour into the flight.



Okay, finally in the Atlanta airport. Me, looking extremely tired... Gabriella looking amazingly energetic. Apparently letting out all that steam on the flight was exactly what she needed to feel refreshed for the 2 hour layover in Atlanta.
....must...keep....moving.....

....must....eat.....paper.....

....paper doesn't taste good....don't let on....



....Medicine for the 5 hour flight to California....


Miracles do happen. She finally fell asleep. We had to take a picture because they joy of this brought tears to our eyes.


And thanks to an empty seat in between us, she was able to sleep for most of the flight to California. It's hard being a baby.

We love you Monkey Breath.