Roo bear is looking out the window... wondering when Grandma and Pa are going to come visit her again. Oh... woe is her!!!

It's been a little hectic in the Gerber house. I have what I'm sure is the swine flu. I'm down and out... really... down and out. So down and out that I missed Simon's latest screwball antic. It was Chris who had to pull the ant trap out of his mouth last night. Oh yes... eating ant poison! That's our boy!

Quivering Lip

So... Roo is sick... AGAIN! And pretty much miserable. This time it's a bad head cold. She has a cough that generates all the way down in her toes and shakes her whole body when it comes out of her mouth. She's throwing up from the gross mucus that has overtaken her throat, and tears stream out of her eyes pretty much constantly -- because her sinuses are so overstuffed that her tears have nowhere else to drain. It's really quite pathetic.

But she's in school today. According to the doctor, "Someone there gave it to her... give it back!" At drop off this AM, I was 30 seconds away from handing her off to her teacher when she decided to throw up all over Mommy's work clothes. GROSS!

Every day, Roo's teacher walks her to the window to wave to Mommy. But today, when I stopped at the outside window to get my daily wave "good-bye," Rylee gave me a pathetic little look, her lower lip started to quiver and the hysterical crying commenced. Sooooooo sad.

Smoke Break

I'm taking a little "smoke-break" at work to blog and get something off my chest. I never intended for this to turn into the Roo Report. This blog was originally intended to be the Gerber Gazette -- a running log of our journeys. I don't know how or why it turned into the Roo Report. I just know that Rylee has been at the shore for four days, and I'm waiting patiently... with open arms... for Gamma and PopPop to bring my heart back. All the love I can muster is with her... whereever she is... and I feel completely soul-less without her. How does that happen?

As I told Carol this weekend, "my kid's a rockstar!" She certainly has captured a lot of people's attention. Thank you for continuing to read about her progress. I promise to try to write a little more about Mom and Dad (formerly Carry & Chris), Marley and Simon "Poodle" in the future!

P.S. Poodle hasn't been giving us much fodder for the tabloids recently. I apologize. Hopefully, he's up to his old antics soon!

Rylee's First Meal -- Oatmeal

Roonut

Our little roonut is just that -- little! We went to the doctor for her four month check up on Monday and Rylee weighed in at a shocking 12.4 lbs! Her daddy and I think she is huge, but she is only at the 10th percentile for her height (23 inches) and weight. Her head, however! Her head is in the 90th percentile!! The doctor said, "She has a big head, Mom... big head! But it's ok!" RooBear is just super S-M-R-T. Slippery Rock here she comes!!

Best Friends Forever

Rylee Campbell with her best friend Caroline Suzanne! I'm sure they'll be BFFs, just like Daddy and Uncle Jon!!!! Like their daddys, the girls enjoy holding hands!! Of course, Caroline also likes to kick Rylee in the face... watch out, Caroline -- odds are that Rylee will be bigger ;-)

I'm sure both girls will be in their civil war era costumes by the end of the year.

Congrats, Big Guy!

Rylee would like to congratulate her Dad on receiving his 2009-2010 contract!

Roo's Daddy is now a tenured teacher! Now we’ll be able to afford the expensive formula! Not to mention, diapers, the “big” swing set, dance lessons, swim lessons, golf lessons, soccer camp, bike camp, lots and lots of designer clothes, and an ivy league education (or at least Slippery Rock and lotsa’ beer!) Yay!

Congrats, Big Guy! Tomorrow you can wear your flip-flops to class, stick your feet on the desk, and roll out the basketball, baby!!!

Soccer Practice

What does a soccer coach do in the off season? Train future all-stars!

More Soccer Practice

We're only accepting calls from Division I coaches...

Roly-Poly Roo

Yesterday, at school, RooBear rolled from her tummy to her back! I had been working with her feverishly at the shore all weekend to try to get her to roll, because I knew she was close and I didn't want to miss this milestone. So... of course, she waited until she got to school and Mommy was nowhere in sight before rolling.

To be honest, she hated tummy time sooooo much that I think she rolled to just be done with it! You can just see it in her eyes which seem to say, "I hate being on my f#$%ing tummy!" (Sorry about the language... remember she was born in Jersey!)

Now, she's working on rolling from her back to her tummy. She's VERY close. Chris and I are giving her until the end of the week. Like her Mommy, little RooBear works best under pressure with deadlines.

New Photos -- click on tractor to view

Smilaroo

Everybody deserves to smile... it's FRIDAY!