Archive for April, 2010
Sitting Pretty
iHazel am 3 months old
Time is just flying by and Hazel is adding skills to her repetoire everyday. For example, she can now hold her head up often instead of just sometimes AND now she smiles a lot instead of just occasionally. She also coos and goos when the spirit moves her. Finally (and I’m barely allowed to mention it for fear of jinxing) she has been known to sleep from 7:30 pm to 8:30 am…but we aren’t counting that blessing just yet.
Happy Monthiversary, Hazy!
iBaby
Hazel has Grace beat for early technology adoption with her Facebook enabled onesie. Thanks to Melissa, Paul and Little Luke Starke for helping Hazel connect with her eSelf. The day she wore this she also crashed the system by downloading directly into it (I’ll stop there). Hopefully Facebook and the onesie will survive long enough for her to discover Farmville, though she might get a bruise as we keep clicking “ignore” on her ribcage.
Belly art
Since 99% of people we know look at Grace and see her Daddy, we (and by “we”, I mean “Jenn”) are always looking for ways that Grace is like her mother.
So far we have:
- Love of shoes (I think they both still kiss the shoes good night)
- Math aptitude (“one, two, free, fo, free, seben, nine, ten, yay!, eleben)
- Art of reasoning (“Doanwannit!”)
- Um…charm. (No one works a room at a party like my girls)
- Hmmmm…ok…there are others and most of them are positive traits…
…my point is, I think I found another one this morning. When Grace went digging through her stack of books and came up with a Sesame Street sticker book, she wanted to get right at them. What I found was that Grace’s favorite place to put stickers is not in the sticker book and not on paper…
…and I think it’s pretty clear where that comes from.
(http://www.graceandhazel.com/blog/2009/12/hazel-update.html for the original picture posting.)
Hazel in High Def
Documenting the new things that Hazel does takes all the luck and patience of a wildlife photographer. You have to watch for hours and then have a camera at the ready to see a smile or a new expression and even then, it doesn’t always turn out right, in focus or worth watching. We got ourselves a new pocket video camera that we will try to keep charged and nearby to capture those adorable moments in as much definition as possible.
Despite not doing many terribly new or groundbreaking things, we are learning more a more about her. For example, we learned that she is 11 lbs 11 oz when the nurses at the pediatrician’s office happened to put her on the scale. They also let us in on the previously unknown fact that Hazel’s percentiles are 25th in head circumference, 75th in length, and 50th in weight. Fascinating.
All of this is meaningless if you can’t appreciate a little smiling and looking around. Here is a video, so you can.
High Def Hazel 4-9-10 from Brad Topliff on Vimeo.
Equal time for Hazel!
With all of Grace’s antics with the Easter Bunny, it seems like Hazel’s tendency to sleep through everything is keeping her from getting blog time. Hopefully this will make up a little. Just about nothing happens in any of these four videos, but they all have the same amount of adorableness.
Happy Easter!
Best Bunnies!
Originally uploaded by Lincoln Topliff
As if it wasn’t enough to discover the Easter Bunny had hidden sticker-filled eggs in her house, Grace got a private audience with the head hare herself. We were all fortunate to get to spend Easter with Homer and Marcia (Grace and Hazel’s adopted extra source of grandparentalish love) While Mommy and Daddy enjoyed an incredible Brunch and Hazel slept, Grace delighted the whole top floor of the Mark Hopkins Intercontinental Hotel with her two-year-old’s adoration of the “Bunny Rabbit!!!”. She turned out to be the only toddler in the house, which apparently gave her the right to approach the bunny again and again, lead the bunny by the rabbit’s foot around the restaurant, hug and of course discuss the cars, boats and people far below their private alcove. The Easter Bunny’s whiskers twitched nervously when Grace turned the conversation towards to her poopy diaper but seemed relieved to learn it was a past diaper she was describing.
The morning (predictably) ended with tears when Grace learned she could not live at the Mark Hopkins in the “Bunny Rabbit!! Suite” and order chocolate bunnies from room service. Strangely the staff seemed to find that part the cutest of all. We spent some time on the way home quietly diposing of her candy spoils and then sat in the car parked in the driveway as Grace finished up her well-earned nap.







