You know, the one where Burt is taking a bath, and Ernie pushes the piano in for a sing-along.
Well, thanks to a sweet sister, I now hear this disc multiple times. A day. Imogen loves it and sings right along...so I try to endure since it makes her so happy.
This gal is a singer, and whatever the song I never tire of hearing her sweet little voice.
Yeah, yeah, even if it's a Big Bird tune.
Oh, and I've nearly fallen off the wagon with the ever changing Ira stats...poor second baby...I'd feel guilty if I wasn't a second child myself, and figure the fewer photos and whatnot didn't scar me too badly...so surely there's hope for my son. :)
He's cute as a little ol button:
At his 2 month checkup he weighed nearly 12lb and measured 23" (50% all around). He is the sweetest kid, super chill (gets that from his Pa), smiles easily, and is as friendly as you please. He really has been such an easy baby, eating well and sleeping well, and doing tons better in the carseat.
We love him to bits.
We've been having lots of fun with friends and have more fun things planned...wish I could stay and tell you all about it, but this nap time is carefully parceled out to several activities...this particular activity was called "drink a latte"...but now my cup is empty.
Farewell for now. With love.
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