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When you're having fun...

Time flies when you're having fun...how in the heck did 3 months go by already? I absolutely am blessed to watch my daughter grow up. To see things through her eyes (why is bath time so hilarious? And what is it about rotating fans that are so mesmerizing?)

3 months have come with so many new and exciting things like...
Enjoying Saturday morning cartoons, like every good kid!
1. Mira LOVES t.v. (I know, I know, what kind of mother am I?) But to be perfectly honest, Jamey and I love it too. It's just our thing, we aren't even picky. We watch everything from Once Upon a Time to American Horror Story...so it's kind of hard to find something we don't like or haven't seen...although in the near future we're going to need to pick more kid-friendly stuff. Do we exercise as often as we should or read as many 'intellectually stimulating' books as we should? Probably not. But we do our best; we're healthy and can run with the genius crowd (yeah I said it, we're geniuses-we hide it well don't we?) but we don't center our lives around any one thing. Mira will be as well rounded as we are...so I guess she's doomed to be at least a little nerdy ;-)

Not even pretending to be asleep.
2. Mira is probably the crankiest baby I've ever encountered when she's tired. But our main problem is not catching her sleepiness until it's in full 'huge meltdown screaming like she's dying' swing. And then she refuses to let us do anything to help her. Her poor little eyes get swollen and puffy, while her face blotches up (blotchy cry faces run in the family, you're welcome Mira), and there is no amount of kisses in this world that will turn that frown upside down until she's good and ready. Or falls asleep...whichever. We're getting better at reading her, so bedtime IS getting easier for all of us...I mean, once she's down she's out for about 9-10hours so I can't really do too much complaining can I?

Oh my goodness she's already driving...
3. Playtime is seriously fun, and at this point Jamey is really into the toys. Did I say Jamey? I meant Mira ;-) She's becoming so interactive with the world and finally starting to reach out and test things (mostly with her mouth), and it's just so fun to watch her. See the clear cylinder with colors inside to the left? Spinning that thing is hilarious. I have never seen a baby's eyes get that big! Mira is definitely a mover as well, so sitting upright and being able to bounce a bit really helps get out some of that pent up energy...which in turn helps with the nighttime difficulties.

What's most amazing to me though, is the physical growth this girl has experienced in just 90 days (she could be her own infomercial!):
I'm raising a little cue ball. *Sniff*
I just don't know where her beautiful dark hair has gone. It's still there in the back (and it's pretty long too), so maybe a comb-over will be in order soon? Ha!

So this is just a little tidbit of what life around here is like these days. We might look like we're having a ton of fun all the time but in reality Mira spent most of today on the kitchen floor crying for me while I spent the day cooking. Sounds picture perfect huh?
Mira's sad face.
 I made it up to her with her first experience in the big bathtub (with the jets on and she loved it!), a little baby body massage, and a nice full bottle of cereal though.

Although it's not always perfect, we're truly enjoying growing this little lady. Knowing what it's like to miss out on a lifetime of memories with Sam, we won't take the ones we get to make with Mira for granted. Praise the Lord for this beautiful blessing. :-)

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