Rest In Pieces

We haven't heard our neighbors rooster in a while...

Meanwhile, back in the Cavin household:

We think Caroline must be related to that evil monkey in Chris Griffin's closet on Family Guy. We also think she is the most beautiful thing in the world, so that kind of cancels out the mean look in her eye when she's nursing every now and then. Gosh, she can be so sweet, too!

Let me tell you about this lady named Mary Wilson. For months now we've gotten calls from this lady looking for a Lewis or something like that. We started out politely informing her that she has the wrong number. She would call, like, five times in a row. We started switching from answering and hanging up to saying "Don't call this number again!" A while back she said to me, "I don't have the wrong number, YOU have the wrong number!" (Oh, I'm sorry. I picked up the wrong number at the phone company. My bad!) She's not misdialing. She has OUR number. Now this is an oooold lady, so imagine her shaky little voice arguing with me yesterday. I answer and she asks, "Who is this?" I say, "This is Denise, and you've called here before, but you have the wrong number." So she hangs up and calls back. I just hang up on her. She calls back a third time and after hearing my voice she says, "I don't have the wrong number. THEY have the wrong number. I don't know why they would do that!" And she is MAD! I think she believes we still live in a time where an operator says "Oh, 555-5555? That's the Cavin residence, let me put you through." I just want to find out who she's trying to reach and give her their number...and then wait for a Lewis to call me cussing that I gave his crazy grandma his real number.

Now , here's "CaroLION" as Chris' little cousin Shanon says.


Oh, and I got my haircut! At least 10 inches off!

Mystery Solved

While at my 6 week postpartum doctor visit today, I weighed myself with and without Caroline to determine what's been breaking my arm. Its her. She's a good 10 pounds now! Time to go up a diaper size! Here are a few new pics:

Gotta go. This kid's hungry.

Breaking News

I just wanted to put a quick note in that Caroline is actually working on a 3 hour wait since the last nursing! I know some of you are excited for me. The only problem is she has to be asleep not to realize its been that long! I'll update later. I haven't got the time right now.

Ooooh, she's so sweet!

That baby of mine. I love her. I gave her a bath Friday night and she did not cry at all! She just sat there the whole time and let me scrub away. Here's a picture of her after the bath. I played around with it on Photoshop and took the background out, but it won't let me post it because its not a jpeg or something.Anyway, Caroline and I went to Maddox's birthday party yesterday at the park and we had fun visiting with everybody! (I hope Maddox enjoys all his new toys!) We took her to church for the first time today. The nursery ladies said she was quiet the whole time (thank you, Lord). It was somewhat hard to leave her in there. Almost as hard as it was to leave her at home last night when Sam and I went to see In The Land Of Women ("mediocre film"). Chris and Wesley kept Caroline at home and had to give her her first breastmilk bottle. She took to it okay, but she loves her mama more (thanks again, Lord)! Here's that pic. Caroline slept well last night, allowing me to get a little more sleep for church! I hop she keeps it up. Can you believe she was a month old Friday?!

This is my Papaw Ware holding Caroline. She's so small in his arms.

Chris likes the other picture like this, where we are looking down on her, but its on his myspace so I won't put it here.

Carolines's "Target Practice"

Caroline and I decided to go to Target today for a few things and she was good for a while. Then she started to get fussy and wouldn't take her pacifier, so I had to walk ninety miles an hour to get her to calm down. Of course, you can't walk ninety miles an hour through the checkout line, so I figured I would nurse her in the dressing room before we checked out. That went really well-the ladies didn't mind and we had a good, quiet nursing session. Then came the machine gun poops. And here's where I learned my lesson in patience: I wanted to change her diaper quickly and get out of there so I roll out the little disposable changing pad, get out the travel wipes, and get a new diaper ready. I asked her if she was done pooping and she didn't answer so I judged it like I judge microwave popcorn-if you haven't heard a pop in about 5 second, its done. So I undo the diaper and start wiping and she starts peeing. I wait for that to stop and just let her old diaper catch everything and then it happens. Before I can react, yellow liquid poop is SHOOTING across the dressing room floor! I can do nothing but sit there in horror. I regain my composure and start the cleanup. There is poop all over her travel wipes container and a 9 inch line of poop on the carpet. I do the best I can and hightail it out of there. Girls, watch out for the poop stain under one of the dressing room benches. Stay on the right side and you'll be safe. Next time I'll give her a few minutes to finish her business.

In other news, Caroline slept well last night in her bassinet. I changed the nighttime routine-I actually get out of bed to nurse her-and I like it better. She's growing like a little weed, she's excited about going to Maddox's birthday party Saturday, and she's still the cutest little turtle head ladybug that ever existed.

Look at that little Ethiopian belly.