alice at 12 weeks... better late than never

Even though Alice's twelve-week anniversary of life was nearly two weeks ago, we at the Creamery have this:


At twelve weeks Alice is...

Funny. She makes faces at us and laughs at herself.

Sociable. She loves talking to her stuffed froggy. Recently she also began chatting to the little giraffe that hangs over her swing, but their friendship is still in the early stages, whereas she and froggy are clearly soul mates. We're convinced that she tells froggy about her day, her dreams, and every crazy thing her parents have done.

Sweet. We don't think there is anything better than a kiss from Alice.

Loud. Without being delicate about it, she has the loudest diaper situations known to man. We can hear her TWO ROOMS AWAY. Her burps aren't all that ladylike either - but quite frankly, we couldn't be more proud of the little bruiser.

Sensitive. She loves to be around us and can tell if we're not paying enough attention to her. She makes her desire to be noticed quite clear.

Expressive. We've been able to identify quite a range of Alice Noises, including her different cries. We had the misfortune to get to know her pain cry after her 2-month shots.

Observant. She is starting to really love looking at herself in the mirror.

Growing. Check out those cheeks!

Strong. She's holding her head up pretty regularly when she's looking over my shoulder now.

Beautiful. We have no idea where she gets if from. She's certainly far better looking that either Chip or me.

Talkative. She has a whole range of vowel sounds, and she's slowly developing some consonants.

A traveler. We've taken a handful of longish car trips to see family - add that to our recent Philadelphia trip and she's developing quite a travel resume.

Ours. And we couldn't be happier about that.