Everyone Comes to See Me

Wow am I popular. Everybody likes to come visit me it seems. My Great Aunt Kate and Great Uncle Marvin came to town earlier this week. Then my Cousin Ali and Auntie Em both on Thursday. I thought that was quite the day until my Aunt Julia and her boyfriend Markus stopped in for a quick visit after they got to town late that night. And they really like me. They came to see me each day since.

Why is everyone staring at me? Do I have milk on my face?

Mom and Dad say they are coming back tomorrow before they drive home to Montreal. But I hope I get to see them again soon. They were lots of fun. We went out to eat, saw the farmers market and other good stuff. We even snuggled on the couch. Well, I'm tired and am off to take a nap. Till next time.

Love and cuddles,
Esme

I'm Six...Weeks That Is

Since yesterday was my 6 week birthday and I've been so good, Mom and dad decided to take me out to lunch to celebrate. We went to a really fancy place (at least compared to where I usually eat it was pretty formal). But I didn't get to try any of the food! Now how is that fair?

The family hits the town for lunch (at Maialino)

But they promised that some day I'll get to try some of the stuff they eat. Something about it being hard to chew without teeth. But I think that's malarkey and they are holding out on me. I did get to show off my snazzy duds though and all the people ooh-ed and ah-ed over me and said I was cute. That was fun and there were all kinds of new things to see and smell. Maybe we'll go out for lunch again sometime soon.

Love and cuddles,
Esme

I'm a Rock Star

The other day I was really hungry. So I started crying to let Mom and Dad know that they need to bring me the boob. But instead I got this odd flavored goop squirted in my mouth. Turns out this is something called a vitermin since the doc doesn't want me sunbathing to get my D.

Esme happily sucks her vitamins right out of the dropper

Once I got over the shock of the first taste I've ever had other than the boob, I decided I didn't mind it (and I did get my usual yummy meal right after). Since then, they don't even have to squirt it in my mouth, I just suck it out of the thingy. Mom and Dad were really impressed by this maneuver and said I'm a Rock Star Baby! They get so worked up over the littlest things. They can be so silly sometimes.

Love and cuddles,
Esme

Visitors from the sunshine state

So today I met my Great Aunt Susan and Great Uncle Sam. They were really excited to meet me having come all the way from some place called Boca Raton. Evidently, I have some more family to meet from there. Lots of cousins, one of whom is coming to visit next weekend.

Damn I'm cute. See what I do to these grown-ups?

Well, I'm off to nap for a bit. Being this cute requires lots of beauty sleep, so Z's here I come.

Lots of love,
Esme

Where did that ceiling come from?

So the other day I was doing my daily exercise regimen (otherwise known as tummy time). I was doing my head lifts and turns, checking out my toys, all under the close supervision of my two trainers. Then totally unexpectedly, I was on my back staring at the ceiling. I was totally bewildered and still have no idea how this happened.

Esme shocks everyone by rolling over

Maybe some day I'll figure out how I let that ceiling sneak up on me.

Love,
Esme

Out, About and New Friends

So after my last visit to the doc, I'm now big enough for the Baby Bjorn. I wasn't so sure about it at first, but then decided that it's a great place to check out the town and then have a snooze.

What are you doing to me in this thing?

And on my second trip out in the Bjorn, I met a new friend. He was having lunch with his friend who was eating a steak. I was really impressed that he didn't even think about stealing a bite.

Esme's new friend at a cafe

Mom and Dad said he was an english bullfrog but that doesn't seem quite right to me. They also said that we may get a friend like him to live with us one day. I think that would be lots of fun.

Lots of love,
Esme

It's hard to get good help these days

How come I'm the only one ready to go strolling?

So I know it's been over a week since my last post. Since I haven't learned to type yet, I need to dictate these posts to my dad. And he's fallen behind on his dictation duties. I cut him some slack for a few days and then he claimed there was some big holiday where he couldn't work on the blog or even eat. But now that that's over, I said enough is enough and he needs to get to work. So today I have a few catch up posts for you all.

Love,

Esme

I'm a Big Girl Now

So I went to the doctor yesterday for my 1 month checkup. I got poked and prodded which I don't love but don't really mind. I also got a shot which I definitely didn't like but recovered quickly from. And they did make up for the shot trauma by giving me a really snazzy Thor Band-Aid.

All in all, I had a good time checking everything out at the doctor's office. Oh, I almost forgot to tell you that they measured me. Turns out I packed on over another 1lb, 4oz since my last visit 3 weeks ago, so I'm up to 8lb 5oz now. And they measured my height for the first time since we went home from the hospital. I'm now 21.25" tall! See how much I've grown.

Getting lost in my outfit on Aug 12

Running out of room in same outfit on Sept 10

Busy week

Whew, haven't posted much as I've had a very hectic social calendar since my last post. All three sets of grandparents came to see me. They can't seem to help themselves since I'm so cute.

Grandpa Ronnie hangin' on the couch with me

I cause Safta to get all faklempt

I also got to go into Gramercy Park (a very exclusive private park that my neighborhood is named after). Even Mom and Dad had never been. Apparently, they needed me to make the cut.

Oh so exclusive

Glad the gardeners coordinated the flowers to my outfit

Esme's first art exhibit

I also got to see some of Mom and Dad's good friends (Summer as well as Victor and Calder) and capped off the holiday weekend by meeting my Auntie Em.

Auntie Em, can you take me to get my nails done too?

Coming up this week is my next visit to the doc, so I'll find out how much I've grown. I've also caught Mom and Dad hinting at something about this visit that I might not like (sounds like tots). So I'll let you know.

Love,
Esme