One (wo)man band

A little maraca, just her size. Etta is ready to join the band.

I'm 3...months old!

How time is flying by. Three months already. Bob weighed her yesterday and she is at about 10 pounds 12 ozs.

Wake up!

I love watching her wake up and hope that you like it too.

Praise Team

It's never to early to join your local Praise Team. (She's in the sling if you are wondering.)

Adoration

The innocence of youth is incredible to watch. Take these three boys. They wrestle and hit, jump and spit, bite, fight and rough house. (As all boys ought to do. They also wipe up spills, help clean up toys, throw garbage away and take naps!) But then along comes Baby Etta. Watching the tenderness that they use to touch her melts the heart. And the concern they show when she is fussy illustrates how human nature is to ease the suffering of others. As you can see below often they just want to be near her, but when she started to get unhappy Noah tried to give her the Soothie (pacifier). He was not rough and did not shove it in. Just gently held it to her lips. Thank you, Christine, for raising such polite and wonderful children!

"Warning" - Jenny Joseph

"When I am an old woman I shall wear purple
With a red hat which doesn't go..."

Why wait until you are 50? Etta is ready now!

Hi Aunt Molly!