Roo is squirting real tears now... it's heartbreaking! She's just too freakin' cute! Chris and I can't believe how focused she is now. She stares at us so intently and even watches Ghost Hunters with us in the evenings. She's growing like a bad weed. She'll be two full moons old next week (that's for you, Aunt Susan!), so she'll go to the doc to get measured and weighed. I'm guessing that she's sneaking up on 9 lbs. She'll be on slim fast before you know it!
Right now, she's downstairs drinking beer and cheering on Pitt with her Daddy. He claims that she's a huge basketball fan and that she loves all things P-I-T-T. Of course, I know she's going to grow up to be a Penn State fan, but, for now, I think she just appreciates that Daddy's recliner rocks back and forth. She just sucks on her pacifier and rocks back and forth, back and forth. Every once in a while Daddy screams at the TV. Rylee's nightly screaming just blends right in -- in fact, we've renamed our basement -- "the screamatorium" ;-)
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