Auntie Christy Comes for a Visit!

Aunty Christy came to visit us all the way from Huntington Beach, CA! All the more impressive since she is 29 wks pregnant with Baby #3... we were so honored! Her visit coincided pretty closely with her upcoming birthday, so we celebrated over at Rob and Anne's home. Even Malia got in on the party action! Lookin' yummy in her birthday hat!

The weather has been cooling off here so we souped up Baby Malia's carseat with her fuzzy wuzzy BundleMe. I would pay to have such juicy luxury swaddling me in the driver's seat.

She wasn't sure what to think at first but seconds after this photo was taken, Poopie was out cold.

Uncle Rob taught Baby Malia to do the "Chicken Dance" and "Kung Fu Fightin'"... here is a snippet of the choreographed routines on the 2 videos below. Rob and Annie's son, Wyatt, graced us with his suave moves as well! (unfortunately we are too techno-challenged to figure out how to rotate the video to an upright position, so you'll have to just crane your neck sideways to see it-- sorry!)

We ALL love the baby gym!

We signed Malia up for a full membership to 24 Hour Fitness. As you can see, she just loves working out at the gym. Mommy and Daddy love it because Malia completely wears herself out doing all that cardio; she is now sleeping 8-10 hours straight through the night... which means mommy and daddy are also sleeping well through the night. We love the gym!!!

Also watch her video (last image below)... she likes to talk to the bee hanging above her head; she yells at it with her gentle temper. In this case, she worked herself up so much, she caused herself to sneeze.

So darn cute!

Daddy dressed the baby, oh my. (Her onesie conveniently says "I love Daddy!" and her socks are sport-a-licious) We purchased some kiddie sunglasses for Malia to protect her precious eyes from the high-altitude sun during our daily walks at Wash Park. Needless to say, I don't think they were fitted for a 2 month old face. But so dang cute regardless!

Here Malia is trying out some of her best street dance hip-hop moves in her Calvin Klein hoodie leisure suit and wool loafers.

She got tired of the dancing pretty quickly and gave her "Feed Me NOW!" staredown.

The big 2 months!

Baby Malia was calm, cool, and collected on the Magic Changing Table moments before heading out the door for her 2 month-old well child visit and her first round of vaccinations with Dr. Matt. She even appeared calm, cool, and collected just moments after the shots were administered; she passed out into a deep sleep before we could finish getting her dressed and off the examination table... HOWEVER, this is not at all representative of the demon-possessed child she became hours later. We're pretty sure we saw her head spin 360 degrees on her neck and fire shoot out of her eyeballs. Fortunately, Tylenol is a beautiful thing. And for those who want to know the digits, at her visit, she weighed 10 lbs 13 oz (50%) and was 23.25 inches long (85%).

Poopiepants really loves bathtime. We call it "The Spa". She lounges around on her foam pad in the middle of her baby tub amidst soapy warm water with Mommy or Daddy massaging her scalp and limbs-- does it get any better than that???

Malia likes to spread her luv around... she supports many different sports teams. Here she is giving her props to the U. of Hawaii athletes. If she doesn't like how they're playing though, she conveniently barfs up on her onesie so she has to be changed into another outfit.

She loves her swing and it calms her nearly instantly, but we did find her screaming bloody murder one day and ran into the room to find out why. THIS IS WHY. No one enjoys swinging with their face smothered by their hoodie; who can blame the poor munchkin? (of course being such caring parents, we took the time to snap this photo before rescuing her from her fallen hoodie...)

The girl LOOOOOOVES her changing table!

Baby Malia loves her changing table... any time she's a fussypants, we know we can elicit smiles and giggles by putting her on the changing pad. Here are a few short video clips and smiley photos as evidence of the Magic Changing Table...

Week 7's Excitement!

T and Rachel had a date outing to the Dallas Cowboys - Denver Broncos NFL football game at "Mile High" Stadium on Oct. 4th! It was a blast, even though T's beloved Cowboys lost.

Malia was dressed up in full Cowboy's gear, rootin' for her daddy's team from the comfort of Aunties Bridget and Shannon's house. Malia was a little disappointed in Tony Romo's performance on game day though.

Here is Kristi and Baby Reece. Reece was born just a few weeks after Malia, and her parents are doctors at the same hospital as Rachel. Reece's parents live just blocks from Rachel and T, and Reece and Malia are going to share a nanny, Laura, this year. They will spend lots of time at Wash Park together no doubt.

Malia loves to sit up on the couch and cheer on the Cowboy's with her daddy. Woo hoo!

Malia is an incredibly happy baby!!! She even giggles in her sleep; it is so darn cute! She has lots to smile about... she is one lucky ducky; she gets a ton of hugs n kisses every day, she is so loved.

Malia's Favorite Things

We only wish we had Ab's of Steel like Baby Malia. Here she is performing her daily Pilates core strengthening routine on her changing table. She is so fit, she will often launch into these exercises while asleep. Her parents dream of being able to burn calories like this without even being awake enough to know it.

Malia has learned to love her B.O.B. stroller, taking many a nap while Mommy attempts to burn off the baby weight during walks around Wash Park. Malia refuses to use the carseat attachment, perhaps because she has discovered that without it, she can spread out and recline, letting it all hang out.

Malia also has a love affair with her swing. We call it "Baby Malia Crack".

She has grown sooooo much! Now she is as long as her favorite big fuzzy purple hippo, Hilde. When she's feeling feisty, she will go to town kicking Hilde in the head over and over again. We might sign her up for kickboxing classes next month.

Baby Malia's "Escape from Alcatraz"...

This video is posted for all the doubters, haters, and conspiracy theorists who don't believe Malia has been rolling over from tummy to back since 4 weeks of age. While we would love to attribute it purely to athletic prowess, truly we believe this agile accomplishment is due to sheer stubborness (a trait she so gracefully inherited from her mama n papa). She is a gal who knows what she wants, and frankly, tummy-time ain't it. She isn't always swift at the rolling over process so we posted only a snippet of the whole gig, which can take up to 2 minutes of her hysterical crying and screaming before she succeeds in her getaway... We are so proud of our little Houdini!!!

6 weeks and counting!

As we all know, a rather unfortunate consequence of aging: Hair Loss. Malia is no exception. At the ripe ol' age of 6 weeks, she is experiencing thinning up top. This only adds to the fabulous mullet she has been sporting all this time. We are considering signing her up for the Hair Club for (Wo)Men.

Malia has learned to smile! She is so cute!

Oddly, she seems to get her best sleep on the changing table of all places. Which makes it easy on us, no need to move her for dirty diaper duty.

She LOOOOVES story time and singing nursery rhymes.

Here's a super cute video of Malia and Daddy reading together.

Malia is the Roll-Over Champion!

No one believes us but Malia has rolled over from her tummy to her back FOUR times, beginning at 4 weeks old. We have yet to catch it on video but got a pre-roll photo the other day. We are calling the Olympic scouts now...

After all that rolling over, Malia needed a nap...

She is growing like a weed, in height and weight. She is almost 10 lbs and is about 23 inches long already!

She is learning to love bath time. She is very modest and placed the yellow ducky there herself...

After bathtime, she likes to slip into her favorite Mary Jane's to stay stylish before she hops into bed. As her Aunt Debbie has pointed out, we should all be so lucky to have socks that look like shoes. It would eliminate one whole step from our morning routine and we wouldn't ever have to learn to tie shoelaces.