Take Your Daughter to Work Day

Daddy is home with me all week this week. We're having fun playing with Skye and Nali, practicing tummy time and playing with my activity mat, and, of course, watching our wonderful trees. Today mommy and daddy both had to go to work, so they brought me along. Mommy was performing surgery (she is so talented- I hope I get her hands!) and daddy was running the residency conference.

I was very popular at the conference! All the residents kept wanting to hold me and fawn over me. It was great! With all that attention, I was very content to just hang out and look cool. I ate, I slept, I looked around and never even cried once. Everyone was so impressed with my regal behavior!

When I got home, I made up for my quiet demeanor and really let dad have it. He was being really boring and trying to take a nap but I insisted on continuing to play. I am getting much better about rolling. I can sometimes roll from front to back on my own! My sisters love watching me on the play mat (see right). They crawl to the edge and lay down, actively sniffing all the time. They're just fascinated with a little human doing all these cool things like kicking and pushing and rolling!

Tonight, at bedtime, I discovered a new favorite song. Daddy was feeding me my bedtime bottle, listening to '60's folk songs as usual, when a haunting voice emanated from the ipod. It began, "A long, long time ago, I can still remember how that music used to make me smile . . . " I turned to face dad, eyes wide and intent, mouth still clutched around the bottle (I never do that- I always look out when taking a bottle. I shocked daddy by turning and looking at him so deliberately!). The music continued with the most wonderful, rousing, enchanting melody I have ever heard. Daddy noticed my interest and sang along for me. It was so cool! Daddy says it was "American Pie" by Don Maclean and that the song has a significant connection to my home state of Iowa. Apparently, this crooner named Buddy Holly when down on a plane into a cornfield one winter long ago, along with two other great singers. It happened not too far from Clear Lake, Iowa, where daddy drove through on the way to RAGBRAI.

Anyway, the song was really great and is a close second to "City of New Orleans" for best Sophie music of all time. A late night breast feeding, a double feature of American Pie followed by City of New Orleans, and my sisters at my feet is the best way to fall asleep . . .