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Sam's Story: Week 23 July 4, 2004
Sam's newest thing this week has been squealing. It's a high-pitched, strangled, ear-splitting squal that sounds like someone is stomping on a cat, yet it's still somehow cute. We love it and appreciate it as the precursor to future, more horrifyingly adorable screams.
It's also been getting harder and harder to deny Sam's interest in grow-ups food. I almost wrote "adult food" there, but that phrase makes me think of eroticly-shaped cakes and edible boxer shorts. And I don't want to think of those kinds of things. If you put Sam on your lap and have any kind of food or drink in front of you, she's pretty much garunteed to reach for it and try cramming it in her mouth. Of course, this pretty much goes for anything within reach that's not nailed down, but she watches us like a hawk when we eat. Last night I had her sitting in my lap while I drank water from a plastic tumbler. She was so interested that I put the cup to her lips and tilted it. She drank like a pro! I'm going to try it with a double vanilla latte, next. Low foam, of course --I'm a responsible parent.
At this point, I'd like to point out that the picture below is irrefutable proof that this 4th of July my baby was more patriotic than yours:
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I mean, look at her. She's so patriotic that she owns the popup book version of the Patriot Act, with these little tabs you can pull to slam shut the Guantanamo Bay prison doors and everything. She has the entire "Lil' Republicans" playset, including the Plush Rush and the Cuddly Coulter dolls. Your baby by comparison, is probably French and can't get enough of the Baby Michael Moore DVDs.
Well, what else is new this week? Ah, we did make another trip up to Carlsbad to have lunch with the Tabors, including their 7-week old daughter Hannah. It was nice and there was fruitful exchange of information and tips, as there always is when new parents get together over a menu of fried foods and 12,000 calorie salads.
After the lunch, we went to the outlet mall and Geralyn had a shopping spasm that left us with some new clothes for Sam (we've decided she looks better in red than she does in green). Then on Sunday we went to the San Diego County Fair, which was so wonderful I'll have to do a separate update about it.
Until next week, here's some new pics:
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