Cute Bunny! I’m about to yawn

It is still very cold outside in mid-March. This hat is almost too small for me now.

Giada is doing well and is growing like a weed. She will be 4 months old on the 23rd. We can hardly believe it. She sleeps well from midnight to 7 or 8 but is very fussy at night. I call her Fussy Pot.

Can’t remember if I reported already but we are renovating again – putting stairs up form the back of the den into the mother-in-law house. We were just going to put in stairs but you know how peeling the onion is. Might as well replace the carpet in the new office upstairs, Oh! Well since the carpet is up we should pull up all the plywood and put lights down in the den. Oh! well the plywood is up so we should take this opportunity to run Cat 5 cable through the floor beams to the walls where we want them, Oh! Well… and so on. It is exciting though I don’t dare say we’ve finished again because there seems to ALWAYS be one more major project we can take on.

We are going to Orange, Texas, Brad’s home town, this weekend – our first long distance trip with the baby – to plant a tree in Brad’s Mother Ann’s memory in the Shangri La botanical gardens. We are staying with Brad’s brother in Houston Friday night and heading to Orange on Saturday. Brad’s Step mother Bonnie is going to get to see the baby for the first time which she is very excited about. The whole family is going to do an hour and ½ swamp tour, which I would really like to do but am hesitant in case Giada freaks out in the middle of the swamp.

She was funny today. She was so tired but didn’t want to go to sleep. Poor exhausted little thing.

I still have Giada in a bassinette next to our bed and she sleeps from midnight to 7 am every night, eats at 7 and goes back to sleep usually until 10 am – which is great! But it makes for a long evening – she is so fussy and Brad and I don’t get a lot of time togeather.

Brad Giada and I are doing fine. We are having a very lazy Saturday. Giada desperately needs a bath so I think we will get to that here quickly. She has a purple outfit on that has birds all over it and says Happy Flappy on it. I’ve been walking around all morning fixated on saying “You’re a Happy Flappy Dirty Bird” is a ridiculous high voice. She is fat, happy and very squiggly.