Happy baby

This is the story of a happy baby.

First, we made peanut butter chocolate chip cookies. Madeleine stood on a chair and watched everything I did. She even helped squish and poke at the dough. We brought some cookies to daddy, who was working on his thesis in the garage. Madeleine practiced finding her belly button. She can also find her ears, eyes, head, nose, mouth and toes when asked. You have to be careful about asking her to find her belly button, because she will then ask to see yours, sometimes lifting your shirt up to find it if you don't comply fast enough.

Next it was dinner time. Pasta is a favorite, of course. The messier the better.

The best part of the evening is bath time. Mad LOVES her bath. When she's cranky all I have to do is say bath and she is immediately excited. Lately she even says bath ("baff"). Which means that bath is on par with Dada and doggy; the highest honors given. (she also says that, "dat," and again, "gin").

After playing peekaboo with the towel about a hundred times, it's time for pajamas.

And quiet play time before bed.



Tomorrow we head up to LA to meet with the Neuroblastoma specialists. Wish us luck. I'll update when we get back tomorrow afternoon.