..and so is Zoe, based on how high her pants are pulled up. I have to say, though, that they're the two cutest geeks I've ever seen.
Monday, March 31, 2008
my dad's a geek
..and so is Zoe, based on how high her pants are pulled up. I have to say, though, that they're the two cutest geeks I've ever seen.
Sunday, March 30, 2008
Busy Weekend
Thursday, March 27, 2008
Hello to my fans
Hello to my fans
Originally uploaded by thechelseahilton
Zoe's Aunt Jess has two friends, Irene and FJ, who are big Zoe fans. Because we recognize that we would be nothing without our fans, we have to throw them a bone every now and then.
Tuesday, March 25, 2008
Saturday, March 22, 2008
Big kid stroller
little dough ball Originally uploaded by thechelseahilton
Here's Zoe today getting ready for a walk in her new big kid stroller.
Wednesday, March 19, 2008
A Letter to Zoe at 15 weeks
Dear Zoe,
Tomorrow you will be 15 weeks old and I think it's about effing time I stop counting in weeks. If it's getting annoying at 15 weeks, wait until you're hundreds of weeks old. You'll be two years old and already embarrassed of your mother.
Everyone is always asking me what new developments are taking place over here and lately my answer is just one word - DROOL. A close second is spit-up, though. Your drool and spit-up are currently duking it out for first prize. Drool is winning because of the sheer volume, but spit-up is really shining in the 'requiring a change of clothes' category. However, there's another twist that keeps drool in the lead - you're likely drooling so much because you're starting to teethe and because you're starting to teethe, you're chewing on your fingers like a maniac which causes you to gag and spit up. So that makes spit-up more of a follower than a leader. That's just the way of the world.

We're still having trouble with the sleeping. You just don't like sleeping in a bed, so you're still almost always sleeping in the swing. It worries me. I'm sorry if you're grown up and reading this in a full body brace because your jackass mother couldn't figure out how to get her baby to sleep in a bed. It's not for lack of trying, though. Every night we try, and every night you wrestle around and grunt and kick your legs and swing your arms (except for when you're swaddled, of course, because you're in a burrito) and eventually scream and/or cry. So? Back in the swing you go and you go right to sleep.
You are such a happy baby, Zoe. You have started really laughing now, too. Good, long belly laughs. I love it. I do the stupidest things all day long to get you laughing like that. We are two of the happiest people around, I swear. I think about everyone else going about their daily lives and think of how lucky I am to be home laughing with my baby all day. I act like an idiot and you laugh and then I laugh and we're both smiling all the time. It's a great life. I hit the jackpot.
I love you, little bean.
Momma
Tomorrow you will be 15 weeks old and I think it's about effing time I stop counting in weeks. If it's getting annoying at 15 weeks, wait until you're hundreds of weeks old. You'll be two years old and already embarrassed of your mother.
Everyone is always asking me what new developments are taking place over here and lately my answer is just one word - DROOL. A close second is spit-up, though. Your drool and spit-up are currently duking it out for first prize. Drool is winning because of the sheer volume, but spit-up is really shining in the 'requiring a change of clothes' category. However, there's another twist that keeps drool in the lead - you're likely drooling so much because you're starting to teethe and because you're starting to teethe, you're chewing on your fingers like a maniac which causes you to gag and spit up. So that makes spit-up more of a follower than a leader. That's just the way of the world.

We're still having trouble with the sleeping. You just don't like sleeping in a bed, so you're still almost always sleeping in the swing. It worries me. I'm sorry if you're grown up and reading this in a full body brace because your jackass mother couldn't figure out how to get her baby to sleep in a bed. It's not for lack of trying, though. Every night we try, and every night you wrestle around and grunt and kick your legs and swing your arms (except for when you're swaddled, of course, because you're in a burrito) and eventually scream and/or cry. So? Back in the swing you go and you go right to sleep.
You are such a happy baby, Zoe. You have started really laughing now, too. Good, long belly laughs. I love it. I do the stupidest things all day long to get you laughing like that. We are two of the happiest people around, I swear. I think about everyone else going about their daily lives and think of how lucky I am to be home laughing with my baby all day. I act like an idiot and you laugh and then I laugh and we're both smiling all the time. It's a great life. I hit the jackpot.
I love you, little bean.
Momma
Monday, March 17, 2008
More laughing...
Scary mom and laughing kid from chelsea on Vimeo.
The big bang at the end came from her siblings - up to some sort of shenanigans.
Friday, March 14, 2008
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