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The story of Catherine Clover Mary Woods
She loved it. Wide-eyed and pretty close to a smile:
We had to brush her hair and make her look pretty...


She didn't appreciate her own cuteness, as right after this she started to fuss. "Why am I too hot, trapped in this seat, and being blasted with flashing lights?"
Saturday night, Duane, Laurie, Mike, Jill, and Glendon came over. Glendon is 7 months old and he is a freakish giant compared to Catherine. Is this what we are to expect? But seriously, he can do all kinds of cool stuff, like hold his head up and respond to a variety of stimuli.




The next morning, it was snuggle time. It's clear that they have a very strong connection already....
We've taken to calling Catherine "the bean." Reason being, sometimes she sleeps curled up like a kidney bean. Her face even takes on a reddish quality, not unlike the skin of a legume. Here's photographic evidence:
Aunt Kellie was in town for work, and she dropped by to visit (and she brought food from Il Mercato - yummy garlic, chili, and oil pasta!). Kel was loving the bean. She got some quality time with her:








How can I not post such a cute picture of dad with his baby girl? One of her favourite places to sleep is on dad's chest.
She's getting chubby! Check out those cheeks! She is growing in leaps and bounds. Last we checked, she was 7 1/2 pounds. No wonder - she's been such an eating machine.
I had just finished bundling her up and getting her ready for the car, when Andrew and I paused to admire how adorable she is. I urged Andrew to get the camera and take a picture of the little angel and just as he was getting ready to snap it, Catie vomited all over herself. Who knew so much could come out of a little body? Her first puke, captured forever.