So Olivia is officially 13 weeks and 5 days old today... about time for her own blog! With us living in San Francisco and all our friends and family on the other side of the country we feel like this will be a great way to share stories, pictures and videos. All of Olivia's friends here in SF have their own blogs, I can't believe we waited this long!
Our little Olive girl is growing up so fast, it is happening right before our very eyes. She is reaching new milestones every week, while we encourage them all, it is also bittersweet to see her growing up and gaining her independence. I keep telling Milan that before we know it, he is going to be dancing with her at her wedding (sorry I didn't give you the chance to do that with me dad :)... he already has the song picked out- "Daughter" and it's by Loudon Wainwright III. Check it out, it is a really beautiful song. Not that we want to get ahead of ourselves.
She is talking a ton (gibberish of course), smiling all the time, and last week she laughed out loud while I was singing the ABC's! It was so sweet but I am not sure if she was laughing with me or at me??? Milan was out walking The Dude so he missed it and we haven't been able to get her to do it since. Although dramatic at times, she doesn't like to "perform" on command. She is the smiliest girl around but as soon as we take out the camera she gets very serious. She isn't into the paparazzi I guess. Too bad she has picture crazy parents... she better get used to it. Here are some pictures we took of her this weekend in an outfit courtesy of Lulu (thanks Lulu). She is growing out of her clothes so fast so we are trying to make sure she wears everything before it is too late. Last time we were at the doctors she was in the 97 percentile for height and 75 percentile for weight. She is very tall and lean (like her mom used to be :( She will probably always be the tallest girl in her class which I am sure she will hate growing up, but will appreciate it once she is older- maybe she will be a basketball player or a super model? We don't care what she does... as long as she makes enough money for her dad and I to live a very comfortable life (preferably with a boat)- just kidding (sort of).
Our little Olive girl is growing up so fast, it is happening right before our very eyes. She is reaching new milestones every week, while we encourage them all, it is also bittersweet to see her growing up and gaining her independence. I keep telling Milan that before we know it, he is going to be dancing with her at her wedding (sorry I didn't give you the chance to do that with me dad :)... he already has the song picked out- "Daughter" and it's by Loudon Wainwright III. Check it out, it is a really beautiful song. Not that we want to get ahead of ourselves.
She is talking a ton (gibberish of course), smiling all the time, and last week she laughed out loud while I was singing the ABC's! It was so sweet but I am not sure if she was laughing with me or at me??? Milan was out walking The Dude so he missed it and we haven't been able to get her to do it since. Although dramatic at times, she doesn't like to "perform" on command. She is the smiliest girl around but as soon as we take out the camera she gets very serious. She isn't into the paparazzi I guess. Too bad she has picture crazy parents... she better get used to it. Here are some pictures we took of her this weekend in an outfit courtesy of Lulu (thanks Lulu). She is growing out of her clothes so fast so we are trying to make sure she wears everything before it is too late. Last time we were at the doctors she was in the 97 percentile for height and 75 percentile for weight. She is very tall and lean (like her mom used to be :( She will probably always be the tallest girl in her class which I am sure she will hate growing up, but will appreciate it once she is older- maybe she will be a basketball player or a super model? We don't care what she does... as long as she makes enough money for her dad and I to live a very comfortable life (preferably with a boat)- just kidding (sort of).
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