Our Baby Phee, as of 10:39 AM, July 4th, 2008 will be seven weeks old. She looks so much bigger than just a few weeks ago.
It's also Independance Day for the US of A. Baby Sloan will be unable to light off fireworks as the "hold daddy's punk" training was unsuccessful. Something about not being able to keep her head up and being unable to fully operate a bic lighter yet. Well, not for the lack of trying. Maybe next year, Pinky.
As this is an election year, if anyone wonders, Sloan Parker Phelan officially endorses Obama. With Sloan's help, he should be able to capture the "Under 1" female age group that could successfully swing the General his way.
Gobama '08!
Thursday, July 3, 2008
HAPPY 7 WEEKS, PINKY!!! Happy Birthday USA!!!!
Cats think Baby Sloan's stuff is for them.
We have to keep an eye on Teela-bird and Mr Diddle.
They are of the assumption that in the past seven weeks we have moved in a plethora of cat sized items, cutom made for their little cat butts.
Uh-uh. Nope.
They will as you can see, take every chance to make Sloan's stuff their own.
Silly pooties.
We try to keep the animals out of her room but it's impossible.
Ruby has already eaten a few of her soothies (and then pooped them out.)
She is more aware of them all every day. They are very gentle with her and I know they'll all be great friends.
What happens when Daddy is in charge...
This is the story of Pinky and Daddy.
One day, Daddy got up, took a shower and went in to say Good Morning to Pinky.
Daddy suggested they go to the Park and Pinky thought that was a great idea. 
She was happy.
So they went to the park and Daddy carried her in a little pouch. She liked it so much, she fell fast asleep. She's a baby in a pouch, sleeping away...
See, doesn't she look comfy?
Later they went home and Daddy gave her a bath and picked out an outfit for her to wear. Only Daddy could pick something so beautiful!!!
Then Daddy and Pinky both had a bottle...
And then fell fast asleep and dreamed sweet dreams!
Friday, June 13, 2008
Happy 4 weeks Birthday, Baby Phee!
Dear Sloan,
You were born 4 weeks ago today at 10:39 a.m. You weighed 7lbs, 6.5 ounces and "The Late Great Johnny Ace" by Paul Simon was playing in the delivery room.
The past 4 weeks have been filled with more ups and downs than the past year combined. Your mother is physically tired but still so in love with you to care. Me, well I am tired too but everything is better when you sleep against me, in my arms or on my chest, when you calm your little crying when I hold my head against yours...all of that is wonderful.
You have changed in these past 4 weeks. I see you a little different each day. I look forward to you becoming aware of your surroundings and who me and your mother are. We love you so much and you make us a family.
Love,
Papa
Wednesday, June 11, 2008
Thanks for the food dudes
Both of our sets of parents - for running for us at the hospital and making sure we were fed and taken care of.
Chris and Leslie - The homemade veggie Lasagna kicked bottom.
Lauren and Brad - Veggie Baked Ziti, Hash Brown Casserole, Cinnamon Rolls and the Bread! They were all yummy.
Pat and Sadie and Davis - Cashews, Orange Soda, Peanut butter filled pretzels and Salt Water Taffy....yum.
Aunt Barbara - Your Rotel Spaghetti is always awesome and yummy and of course the cake.
Marjorie and Jacky - Baked Spaghetti and Garlic Bread
Ms. Jean Aiken (our next door neighbor) for the spice cake.
Colleen and Gi Gi - Thanks for shopping for us for a whole weeks worth of food.
My mom and dad especially for bringing he meatloaf and chicken and the best MARINARA SAUCE EEVR.
And Amy's mom for the egg dish Amy loves.
Yeah, so lots of awesome carbs...mind you this was spread out over three weeks so...yeah, I'm fat.
Thanks all. We love you. Anytime.
Tuesday, June 10, 2008
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