She was sitting with us in bed on Saturday morning and she just kept looking back and forth between her Mom and Dad and smiling and giggling. Every time she wakes up from a nap now, she looks at the bed as if she's searching for John.
We managed to cram a lot into the 24 hours or so that John was here before we all went down to Boston for a few days, leaving John there to work for the week. Most importantly, Margaret had her first lobster. Evidence of the adventure below:
heading to the boat
snuggling with Daddy every minute
first bite of lobster
needless to say, she loved it (and got plenty in her hair)
Drunk? On butter, maybe.
after polishing off nearly a whole lobster claw, plus fish and french fries
Full tummies, all ready for a nap!
5 comments:
Great post! I'm all filled up and ready to see you (and meet Margaret!) on Saturday. I can hardly believe that I have not yet met her in person- webcam and blogs do wonders!
Such wonderful pictures. I can't believe she is eating so much. Gotta love those diapers after a meal like that!
Glad that John finally made it over.
Enjoy the rest of your time with everyone.
It appears that our dear girl inherited her dad's lobster gene!
Please save some for us, you two. We'll see you tomorrow!!
As her father (and person from whose lobster stockpile M was eating from), I can attest that she likely ate more than one lobster claw.
Considering the amount that I wound up with (and the fact that she ate two whole knuckles plus parts of claws, tails, etc), I would conjecture at least the amount of two claws (and copious amounts of butter) were consumed by the very small carnivore we've bred.
Margaret has changed since we saw her a few weeks ago! That lobster is high octane!
(and the blueberries which are the new health food)
Great photos, thanks.
Just sent John and Carol off to the airport to pick up the Elmers and the famous Stanley who (first reports just in), weathered the flight just fine.
xxoo
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