Not that it detracts too much from her presence and beauty, but Zadie has been under the weather lately and her red-rimmed, slightly glassy eyes are evident. Our poor little baby has been suffering through this terrible cold that has us wiping her nose every five minutes. And you know what? She does not *like* her nose wiped. Nolan never cared. Even when I used to bulb (yes, you read that right - unfortunately it can be a verb) Nolan, he would lie still and even pull his upper lip away from his nose to help me angle that thing in there. Not so Zadie. Not that I blame her. Eeesh.
That second tooth is almost through. She's sitting up and playing with toys on the ground in front of her. She splashes heartily in the tub.
She weighs 15 lbs, 12 oz and is 2 feet, 2 inches; both put her in the 50th percentile. Her doc says she's healthy (except for this possible respiratory thing she's got) and developing nicely and all around quite lovely. Yep.
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Yep!
Hang in there, Zadie! (Can't be fun.)
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