Happy New Year

 
Another eventful holiday. We had a great trip to Owatonna (Minnesota), with lots of grandma, grandpa, and uncle time, and several opportunities to introduce Morgen to some of her American contemporaries. I am in Wellesley now, and can't get to those pictures at the moment, but I promise to post a few soon.

For now, here is a glimpse of Lovett New Year's Eve. Gavin tried to shut down the paparazzi, but they still managed to get a few journalistic-style images...he is in New York at the moment, staying in a luxury hotel and enjoying the American Historical Association's latest conference. So I have no one telling me not to post these pictures of him. Note that he is indeed stealing Morgen's Christmas bear and playing with it despite Morgen's outstretched arm. The season brings out the inner child in each of us, doesn't it? Good times.  

 

Far Out, Grandpa!

 

Another weekend trip to Wellesley produced a long-awaited photo opportunity (below). This is also proof that, yes, we really do warp little Lovetts from an early age. Your parents can be blamed for all things, Grasshopper, and your mother's father can be blamed especially for her love of bright fabrics and that hard to pin down, vaguely hippy where's-the-party vibe that surfaces and clings to her at holiday time. All you need is love, baby girl. Do dat doo do doo.

 

Play Time

Sometimes, all you really want to do is lie on your back and contemplate the bright green foam block in your hands.... And then someone shoves a camera in your face. 

Morgen has experienced a lot in the last couple weeks. She had her first (Canadian) Thanksgiving, where, to her eternal confusion, she received presents - 

some really cool toys like this one from Grandpa and Grandma Lovett. She has also begun to 

sit up a bit on her own and survey the world from a slightly different angle. (OK, so we have to get her sitting, and she sometimes decides to balance for a few seconds before either slowly tipping over sideways or jerking herself backwards.) Baths have also become more fun, ever since she noticed all the strange liquid around her. In short, it has been a fun, but exhausting week for everyone. 

Escape the Apartment!

Yesterday was the last day of my parents' visit. We had a really nice, relaxing time with them here. By our old standards, we didn't really do much (no visits to the museums and only a minimal amount of boardgames), but it was by far the most activity outside the apartment we have seen in weeks. We went for several walks, and we ate homemade brownies (thanks, Mom). And perhaps best of all for our sanity, on Saturday, Jessica's parents came to visit as well, and we all went out for brunch ... well, by the time we actually got Morgen fed, changed, fed again, and dressed, it was more of a late lunch. Nevertheless, it was an outing. And after all that feeding at home, Morgen was a perfect little baby. She slept quietly in the sling the whole time (which you can see around Jessica's neck in this picture) and only started to fuss when we were about halfway home. Let's hope this is an indication of things to come!