A puma in giraffe's clothing...

posted by Ketan @ 10/31/2005 08:53:00 AM   0 comments

See, green isn't just a color, man, it's an idea.

posted by Ketan @ 10/30/2005 07:53:00 AM   0 comments

Bring me more toys or the bunny gets it.

posted by Ketan @ 10/29/2005 09:23:00 AM   1 comments

Pink pantser.

posted by Ketan @ 10/28/2005 09:19:00 AM   0 comments

Today was shot day again. 4 sticks this time, with a follow-up flu shot in a month. Poor baby. She was a trooper again, though.

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posted by Ketan @ 10/27/2005 03:13:00 PM   0 comments

Practicing a new face. Or something. She's a funny girl.

posted by Ketan @ 10/26/2005 10:23:00 AM   0 comments

No likey! (not really; she likey)

posted by Ketan @ 10/25/2005 09:45:00 AM   0 comments

I'm helping with science!


Take the science off!


That was terrible! I'm never going to do anything with science again. It's Art History for me (cue Daddy: Nooooooooooooo!).

posted by Ketan @ 10/24/2005 09:10:00 AM   0 comments

Uma's too big for this car seat. This girl grows. See before and before.

posted by Ketan @ 10/23/2005 05:11:00 PM   0 comments

I'm ready to sit at the adults' table.

posted by Ketan @ 10/22/2005 08:15:00 AM   0 comments

This is what I think of you and your solid food.

posted by Ketan @ 10/21/2005 11:01:00 AM   0 comments

Uma wants you to look at this picture of Caroline. Caroline is 2 months younger than Uma, but she's now a good 18 pounds compared to Uma's 15 or 16 pounds. I like the look of fear on Sophie's face with Caroline's massive paw on her.*

* Sorry Amanda and John (and Caroline!)

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posted by Ketan @ 10/20/2005 12:17:00 PM   1 comments

Los Dinos are the baddest babies in North Central.

posted by Ketan @ 10/19/2005 03:14:00 AM   3 comments

Miss Uma has woken up at exactly 4:45am four days in a row, ravenously hungry. At some point, we started to think something was up (although there was a complicating factor). One of the signs that a baby is ready for solid foods is that she adds another feeding. Since she's now 6 months old, we thought we'd give it a whirl. This morning, Uma got some mashed up banana on Mommy's finger. We think she liked it, given how she lunged and grabbed for her finger, but she does that even when there's no banana on it, so it's hard to say. Regardless, we're going to keep trying. Uma needs her nutrition to keep growing.

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posted by Ketan @ 10/18/2005 09:21:00 AM   0 comments

I gots the fly big girl threads.

posted by Ketan @ 10/17/2005 09:26:00 AM   1 comments

A week or so ago, Uma and I "snuck up" on Mommy. I said "boo!" Mommy turned around with a startled expression on her face. Then Uma cried. Oops. Note to self: no more sad Mommy faces.

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posted by Ketan @ 10/16/2005 09:39:00 PM   0 comments

Hangin' out with my duck.

posted by Ketan @ 10/15/2005 09:57:00 AM   0 comments

Why am I wearing a sack?


Eh, it's ok. I've come to terms with it.


How's this? You like this? Yeah.... it's hot.

posted by Ketan @ 10/14/2005 08:11:00 AM   0 comments

My baby is 6 months old today. Join us in a trip down memory lane with these never-before-published pictures.















What a long way we've come.

posted by Ketan @ 10/13/2005 10:00:00 AM   4 comments

Practicing her backstroke.

posted by Ketan @ 10/12/2005 09:35:00 AM   0 comments

So... what has Miss Uma been up to lately? Well, she likes making what I call "baby dinosaur" noises. They're kind of weird, croaking sounds. It's kind of funny. She's been making "bbbvvvv" noises for a while also. This morning, she did "fff." And, of course, we still have the classics of "aaaaaaaaa" and "ooooooaaaaoooo" on heavy rotation.

She's still enamored with her feet, of course. Who wouldn't be? They're so cute. I tried to get a shot of her in the bath pulling her foot up right to her face and staring at it cross-eyed, but once we pulled out the camera, she stopped what she was doing and stared right at it. That girl's a little too smart sometimes.

Her hands are fast and graspy these days. My glasses are a tempting target, as is Mommy's hair. Her coordination is pretty good when it comes to grabbing her toys as well. And, of course, once she has them, it's straight to the mouth. Uma's coordinated enough to grab them, but not enough to hang on to them. The way she whips those stuffed animals around (especially her duck), it's inevitable they'll go flying out of her reach. She's gotten enough awareness and memory that she gets mad when she loses a toy, and demands that they be returned to her.

She's also fascinated by the dogs. She'll stare at them when they come near (but not too near... and no licking!). Sometimes, she'll smile and laugh just at the sight of them. This morning, she was also intrigued by our refrigerator door. I guess all the things we have on it are magnetic.

Her sitting up is much stronger now than it used to be. She doesn't quite have the back strength to completely support herself, but it's only a matter of time. I predict she'll be sitting up by Thanksgiving.

Uma's generally happy as well, with her solid and regular sleep. It's surprising what she can sleep through (though not consistently). Roofing, for example. Or early morning dog barking right outside her door. Her exuberance has taken a slightly more dangerous turn, however, as partly evinced by her flip. She's started doing a bucking bronco move, where she'll try to jack-knife her body at the waist. When she's on the floor, I worry about her bonking her head. She also does it when she's being held; she clocked me hard in the cheekbone the other day. She herself wasn't hurt, so I guess that's all right. Jessica gets hit more than I do. Maybe we should consider a helmet, if not to protect Uma, then to protect ourselves.

When Uma isn't bucking, rolling over, abusing her toys, etc., she likes to lie on her stomach and kick her feet. Give that girl a kickboard, put her in a pool, and she'll motor right across. She's also been propping herself up on her arms (picture pending). She can raise herself up pretty high. Between the kicking and raising herself up, it's inevitable that she's going to figure out how to bend her legs the right way, and then she'll be mobile.

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posted by Ketan @ 10/11/2005 01:29:00 PM   1 comments

Target acquired.


Initiating operation....


Go! Go! Go! Go! Go!


Mission accomplished. Objective secured. Stand down.

posted by Ketan @ 10/10/2005 09:11:00 AM   0 comments

One of us knows how to look good when going out in public.

posted by Ketan @ 10/09/2005 10:42:00 AM   0 comments

Playing games with Mommy.

posted by Ketan @ 10/08/2005 11:24:00 AM   0 comments

Outside with Ajoba.

posted by Ketan @ 10/07/2005 10:17:00 AM   1 comments

Happy birthday, Mommy.

posted by Ketan @ 10/06/2005 10:17:00 AM   3 comments

We had some technical difficulties this morning, but we're back.


It's not really mine until I've eaten it.

I think I'm ready for solid foods. I'll start with this apple.

posted by Ketan @ 10/05/2005 12:57:00 PM   2 comments

A new toy!

posted by Ketan @ 10/04/2005 07:28:00 AM   0 comments

You can do whatever you want with my hair; just don't touch the feet.

posted by Ketan @ 10/03/2005 10:35:00 AM   0 comments

Not pictured: ceiling fan.

posted by Ketan @ 10/02/2005 10:41:00 AM   0 comments

With so many delectable fingers, it's hard to choose just one.

posted by Ketan @ 10/01/2005 04:28:00 PM   0 comments