A Treasure Found at Home

yesterday i took lunch to my friends and their new beautiful baby girl. i can’t believe i forgot my camera in the car. but, really, my hands were full and i don’t think i would have wanted to set her down to get a photo.

she is, as most just born babies are, very wee. c is an expert swadler but rr is an expert escape artist. br tells me she just discovered her hands the other day. she seems to like them very much and was self comforting by sucking on the side of her left hand. none of the fingers actually stayed in her mouth on the few occasions that they made it in to begin with.

we talked about babies and relationships and love and what comforting movement and noises their little jewel prefers. her daddy even sang her a little song — i nearly melted right then and there.

after br and rr left for their meeting, i helped c measure for the handrails in the house (which is almost finished). then i drove down to the maker faire where i hung out with tut and dr. beth (and nomad and his date briefly). afterwards, we had dinner at this bizzare sushi restaurant in st. matt then i drove home and fell asleep on the couch watching tv i recorded earlier in the week. oops