Squeeling

In other news, Isabella has learned to shriek/squeel. It started early one morning (yesterday) when she woke herself up with a very high pitched sound (and John too who asked "what the hell was that"). Yesterday she spent most of the day practicing. I hope to post the sound soon if I can figure out how. Until then, here are some Isabella and us pictures we took at the reunion.

Family Reunion

Time certainly moves on.
At the Hunt/Hill Family Reunion the ages ranged from old (in the 80s I think) to very young (2 months). You know you're growing older when you are no longer at the bottom of the generational latter, when most of the people at a reunion are near your age. Well, we were nearly there. There were probably equal parts 20-40 year-olds as 40-60 year-olds and only two families (immediate) had 4 generations still alive.
Hopefully I will have some family pictures to post soon.

Shots today

Oldies...

but goodies.
This is a bit out of order but here are a few photos from the weekends before Becky and Mike arrived.
Carlton "Walk in the Park" festival, featuring local art, food, wine, and music (check out the March Fourth Marching Band stilt walkers):
Bite of Oregon festival in Portland (here you see the very good and hopping Hillstomp playing with some extra band members) (sadly I failed at getting any pictures of John and Tracey in their bike gear after finishing the Bridge Pedal):

Family Visit

My sister, Becky, and her husband, Mike, visited this past week from Virginia. On a whirlwind tour, we went to Portland (Powell's, the waterfront, and the Hawthorne District), the coast, wine tasting, and lunch at Maggie's Buns in Forest Grove. Now all they need to do is experience the winter to decide if they'll move here. Well, maybe figure out the whole job thing too. But we're working on them!
I enjoyed myself thoroughly and Isabella behaved very well for all the traveling. She saved her melt downs for late at night when the guests had gone home. Very thoughtful.
Here Mike is dragging Becky into the cold cold water. How cute.If only you could see the inside of the baby carrier. Isabella has learned to drool.

Fluxuating Sleep

Darling little girl. She's now been transitioned to the crib but our sleep patterns have become erratic. For a few days, she was sleeping 5 hours (and once 6 hours) followed by waking every hour until 6am. Then, for whatever reason, she started waking every freaking hour throughout the night. Goodbye sanity. Last night, she went to bed very late (I don't know why she would sleep) and then slept 5 hours straight, then woke every hour. And now it's 10:41am and she's been asleep for 2 hours when normally she only sleeps for 40 minutes. Agh!

Nothing Interesting to Say

Isabella's new tricks:
roll-over (almost)
make a clacking/sucking sound with her tongue
sleep in her crib 6 hours straight (once)
keep her head tucked in while being pulled into a sitting position (apparently she's not supposed to be able to do this until she's 4 and 1/2 months old)
squeal in delight (once I heard it from the other room, so I don't know what caused it)
lose hair and still look cute
not cry on an airplane
grab at things (toys, my hair)
turn towards a sound (once when John used an empty oatmeal container as a megaphone)

Eh? Eh? Genius baby.

Awesome Pic by Carol