Khyah-Kins

My friend suggested I put more Khyah on my blog, and I thought "Great suggestion!" So here we are.

There is not a lot to say about her, per se. She tends to do the same things day-in and day-out: eat, sleep,

cry (though she has pretty good reason here---Brandt is putting a diaper on her head. It's clean, though!),

spit up,

poop, . . . well, you get the picture. She does, however, throw in a few well-timed smiles and coos to keep us all a captive audience.

London gets mad if I'm trying to rush us off someplace, and he's not done admiring her: "Mom, Wait! I want to look at her!"

I gave her a bath in the big bathtub for the first time and she loved it! I let her float in the water (holding her head up, of course, lest any looks of horror have crossed your faces), and she just grinned and grinned. She loved it. I felt bad ending her first swimming session so quickly.

Unfortunately, since her first round of vaccinations, her sleep habits have gotten worse, but how do you complain when she looks up at you with those big, blue, tear-filled eyes, and then throws a smile at you? You can't.

She has recently discovered the joys of hanging toys. She's always surprised when she bumps one with her hand, but she stares in fascination and smiles wide when you shake them . . . especially if they make noise.

And we have long-since learned that Khyah is going to be a social butterfly like her brothers. She wants to be where the action is. Even if she's in a bouncer, or on the floor . . . that doesn't matter. As long as there are people around.

As I've said before, Khyah is a charmer. And boy do we love her!