I've been waiting ages for Meredith to grow some more of that sweet, angelic, white hair and I think finally we're making a little progress. She has what I call a skullet - it's actually a couple inches long in the back while the front still needs a little work.
Check out that ear overhang...think she gets that from mom?!?
I know these pictures are crappy. It seems like all my pictures these days are crappy since I never see any natural light anymore. It's dark when I go to work and it's dark when I come home so I guess I'm just going to have to settle for a winter of shadowy flash pictures or blurry pictures. On another note, Meredith has been ill the past week. I had Friday off of work any while I was giving her lunch, her eyes started oozing out pus and gunk so I called the doctor at approximately 12:52. They told me it was probably pinkeye and that they were booked for the whole afternoon but they had a last minute cancel at 1:00 so I said that I'll be right there. Now - I hadn't showered, washed my face, or brushed my hair. I was wearing a crappy sweatshirt and workout pants and no over the shoulder boulder holder (sorry, I don't want to write that three letter word to keep the weirdos away). I looked fabulous. I left the house in such a hurry that I forgot the diaper bag too and of course Meredith pooped in the car on the ride there. So there I am sitting in the waiting room looking like a million bucks with a snotty, crusty, stinky kid. I was mortified (I had to ask the nurse for a diaper and wipes so I did finally get her changed). Anyway...she had developed pink eye in both eyes and an ear infection in both ears. Poor little thing...this picture breaks my heart.
But she managed to get a smile in even when she was sick.
from a kiosk at the Mall of America. What a perfect first pillow - they are so soft and of course, washable. She seems to really like them and I've seen her cuddle with the small one we put in her crib and she takes nose dives onto the large one that we keep downstairs for her. Not to mention that she has started to tear off all the pillows on the couch to play with too. She's a pillow freak - just like her Mom.