My best friend Jenee visited this week from Hawaii to meet Violet. She had originally planned to come about 5 weeks ago, but both her and her son Nick came down with the flu 12 hours before she was set to leave. Lucky for her, because Violet is now a smiling, cooing, well-behaved interactive baby. Five weeks ago, she was a she-demon sent to earth to destroy us. Violet is 12 weeks now and just this week she learned to grab things with her hands (it's a work in progress--she misses a lot), she giggles occasionally, and she noticed and became friends with the baby in the mirror.
Out to lunch with Stacy, Jenee and Violet:
I have to admit that Violet projectile vomited on me just prior to this photo. At least she waited until after lunch.
Hanging out with Jenee and Violet:
And Violet playing:
And just to remind everyone, Violet before:
And the new Violet:
I go back to work on Thursday which will be a big adjustment. I haven't gone longer than four hours with her in my arms, and that's only when she's sleeping. I'm not looking forward to the emotions that go along with returning to work.
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