<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-150309238921909645</id><updated>2011-10-07T05:05:59.263-07:00</updated><category term='summer'/><category term='smiles'/><category term='mommy'/><title type='text'>Seattle Bebe: Alexandra Vivienne Fleming</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seattlebebe.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/150309238921909645/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seattlebebe.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Catherine Fleming</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03754157446697856776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>25</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-150309238921909645.post-5308005617514119642</id><published>2011-01-09T14:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-09T15:32:57.917-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Alex's trip to San Diego</title><content type='html'>In mid-November, we were getting the itch to go somewhere to a place that might  be warmer than Seattle.  We considered Los Angeles at first, but decided that Alex might still be a bit too young to enjoy the theme parks there.  Then we came up with San Diego.  I had only been there once when I was about 12, and it's certainly warm there.  So, we booked a room there for five days and away we went!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We stayed up in La Jolla near the University (of California San Diego), and not far from the Scripps Institute, a famous Oceanographic institute. Also close to our hotel was La Costa, a beautiful golf course that has hosted PGA and LPGA events in the past. The whole area was beautiful! And the weather was really pleasant, even though it rained several days while we were there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Alex particularly liked the Birch Aquarium, which was only a few miles from our hotel. There's an enormous tank of fish with a window looking into it that fills up a two story wall. Alex loved watching all the weird fish swim in there. Her favorites were the eels who hid in the rocks. The aquarium is perched on a hill with a fabulous view of the ocean. We were there near sunset, as you can see.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560328410223230738" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KA61qHlb3UE/TSpBOq3ePxI/AAAAAAAAANE/83q2Qf4vnJc/s400/DSC01223.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;La Jolla itself is an upscale community right on the ocean. Right in town is a beach called Children's Pool, because it's a little secluded cove where it would be easier for kids to swim than in the regular ocean. But it's not really a swimming hole for kids anymore; instead, it's a place where sea lions live. These photos were taken overlooking the Children's Pool.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560329251305294866" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KA61qHlb3UE/TSpB_oJEDBI/AAAAAAAAANM/pu7gYnP5ju4/s400/DSC01218.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560329257314328066" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KA61qHlb3UE/TSpB_-hungI/AAAAAAAAANU/jb7N8JxgYEU/s400/DSC01220.JPG" /&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Of course, you can't go to San Diego and not go to the San Diego Zoo. The most famous residents of the zoo are the pandas. There is a mother, daddy and baby panda, but apparently the mom and dad don't get along, so when we were there only the mom and baby were visible. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560329527067363026" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KA61qHlb3UE/TSpCPrb3RtI/AAAAAAAAANc/L81kt3NBVlY/s400/DSC01225.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Alex was a little unsure of the tram that went from one end of the zoo to the other. She looks happy here, but she was pretty scared, as it was very high in the air.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560329536413472674" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KA61qHlb3UE/TSpCQOQJl6I/AAAAAAAAANk/3Pg9Yrn1teo/s400/DSC01224.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Later we also went to Sea World with Catherine's cousin Carol. Alex loved 'Shampoo' the Killer Whale, the dolphins and the otters.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hope we can go back again, and maybe next time hit the beach!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/150309238921909645-5308005617514119642?l=seattlebebe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seattlebebe.blogspot.com/feeds/5308005617514119642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=150309238921909645&amp;postID=5308005617514119642' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/150309238921909645/posts/default/5308005617514119642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/150309238921909645/posts/default/5308005617514119642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seattlebebe.blogspot.com/2011/01/alexs-trip-to-san-diego.html' title='Alex&apos;s trip to San Diego'/><author><name>Catherine Fleming</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03754157446697856776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KA61qHlb3UE/TSpBOq3ePxI/AAAAAAAAANE/83q2Qf4vnJc/s72-c/DSC01223.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-150309238921909645.post-3337238878297418793</id><published>2010-11-08T20:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-08T21:49:55.540-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Alex's 2nd Birthday!!</title><content type='html'>It's hard to believe that two years have already gone by since Alex was born! On November 5th and 6th we celebrated Alex's second birthday with a weekend long extravaganza. It seems like just yesterday that we were at the hospital when she came into the world. Time really does fly!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last year, for Alex's first birthday, we had an enormous party. The tradition in Korean culture is to throw a big shindig when the baby finishes her first year. Dozens and dozens of people came to celebrate with us. This year we had a much quieter party, with just a few people invited to our house for her party. Some of the folks were not able to make it, so we wound up with two couples and two of Alex's young friends. It was a great night!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537413813244432370" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KA61qHlb3UE/TNjYhlDGj_I/AAAAAAAAALo/_TJ1kp03uJI/s320/DSC01190.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;But before that party, we had a family-only dinner for Alex on her actual birthday, the 5th. We went to Alex's favorite restaurant, Red Robin, where Alex ate fish and chips, her favorite dish there. At that restaurant, the waiters come and sing for people celebrating their birthdays. As it turned out, there were several people around us also there for their birthdays, including a 4 year old girl at the next table. We made sure to tell the waiters about Alex, and they came to serenade her. When Alex heard the clapping that proceeds their arrival, at first she thought it was for another table. When she realized it was for her, her eyes lit up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537415035196217346" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KA61qHlb3UE/TNjZotLHGAI/AAAAAAAAAL4/AAr09hbQsZ4/s320/DSC01183.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537415533537393314" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KA61qHlb3UE/TNjaFto5-qI/AAAAAAAAAMA/QPu6NfdBKSY/s320/DSC01182.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;They brought a sundae with her, and Alex really enjoyed the dessert after her big meal!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537416133450934770" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KA61qHlb3UE/TNjaoofcKfI/AAAAAAAAAMI/G-4yQVjFDps/s400/DSC01185.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day was her party. She scored a lot of presents there as well! She loved them all. Here you can see her play with the magnetic numbers she received as one of her gifts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537417501166064098" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KA61qHlb3UE/TNjb4PoI0eI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/JHgHF8NATZc/s400/DSC01199.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later she also got to eat a chocolate birthday cake. Here mommy brings it in while everyone sings Happy Birthday! They put a few more candles on than necessary, but we think it looked better with more candles.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KA61qHlb3UE/TNjd57P502I/AAAAAAAAAMo/RCfAaloVMvs/s1600/DSC01203.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537419729078702946" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KA61qHlb3UE/TNjd57P502I/AAAAAAAAAMo/RCfAaloVMvs/s400/DSC01203.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;For the first time, she got a chance to blow out birthday candles. OK, mommy helped her a little, but she still managed to get them to go out!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KA61qHlb3UE/TNjd6JGtKWI/AAAAAAAAAMw/gbREXWP5K7Q/s1600/DSC01205.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537419732798220642" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KA61qHlb3UE/TNjd6JGtKWI/AAAAAAAAAMw/gbREXWP5K7Q/s400/DSC01205.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;She had a great time with her friends Chloe and Colin.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537419741466895362" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KA61qHlb3UE/TNjd6pZepAI/AAAAAAAAAM4/e-enNjwtE1w/s400/DSC01209.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;She wasn't sure what this present was at first...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537417504923246226" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KA61qHlb3UE/TNjb4dn63pI/AAAAAAAAAMY/es-Ot35aZSk/s400/DSC01195.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;... but when she realized it was a little puppet, she loved it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537417508978586370" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KA61qHlb3UE/TNjb4suycwI/AAAAAAAAAMg/k-Jqozm5kNg/s400/DSC01201.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sunday gave her a chance to play with her new presents and get used to being two years old! It's pretty amazing how much she has developed in just the past few months. She has gone from speaking a few words here and there to complete sentences. In fact, sometimes you can't get her to stop talking! She can sing several songs from memory as well. Every day she says or does something I didn't suspect she could do. We can't wait to see how the next year will go!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/150309238921909645-3337238878297418793?l=seattlebebe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seattlebebe.blogspot.com/feeds/3337238878297418793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=150309238921909645&amp;postID=3337238878297418793' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/150309238921909645/posts/default/3337238878297418793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/150309238921909645/posts/default/3337238878297418793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seattlebebe.blogspot.com/2010/11/alexs-2nd-birthday.html' title='Alex&apos;s 2nd Birthday!!'/><author><name>Catherine Fleming</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03754157446697856776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KA61qHlb3UE/TNjYhlDGj_I/AAAAAAAAALo/_TJ1kp03uJI/s72-c/DSC01190.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-150309238921909645.post-5320715563681950294</id><published>2010-08-01T21:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-01T21:13:06.756-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='smiles'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='summer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mommy'/><title type='text'>Smiling Through Summer!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KA61qHlb3UE/TFZFrEKK47I/AAAAAAAAALY/EUZaaUKJ3Ls/s1600/catherine_alex_jul10_disco3+(1).jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KA61qHlb3UE/TFZDeRmldqI/AAAAAAAAALA/07U-qtSlYog/s1600/Alex+Beats+Heat.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KA61qHlb3UE/TFZDeRmldqI/AAAAAAAAALA/07U-qtSlYog/s320/Alex+Beats+Heat.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500658182280017570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Alex's mommy with a quick post. Alex has been enjoying this summer immensely, spending hours at playgrounds &amp;amp; in the outdoors every day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's talking more articulately each day, although she prefers affectionate nicknames:  Instead of "cupcakes," she prefers to say "ta-tas" (imagine our surprise &amp;amp; confusion, when she first said this &amp;amp; pointed to a picture of a cupcake!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We should probably see a dentist soon, as Alex has developed quite the sweettooth like her daddy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KA61qHlb3UE/TFZEzo03TII/AAAAAAAAALI/EF-dZWQ73P0/s320/~Eating+Donuts+wDaddy!.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500659648802802818" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Before ending this post, I should include a picture of me &amp;amp; Alex right before I was heading to a 70's costume party.  Yes, those are disco ball earrings that I'm wearing.  Alex wanted to pull of my giant wig -- probably because she had a hard time recognizing me in my 'fro.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KA61qHlb3UE/TFZFrEKK47I/AAAAAAAAALY/EUZaaUKJ3Ls/s320/catherine_alex_jul10_disco3+(1).jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500660601032729522" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/150309238921909645-5320715563681950294?l=seattlebebe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seattlebebe.blogspot.com/feeds/5320715563681950294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=150309238921909645&amp;postID=5320715563681950294' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/150309238921909645/posts/default/5320715563681950294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/150309238921909645/posts/default/5320715563681950294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seattlebebe.blogspot.com/2010/08/smiling-through-summer.html' title='Smiling Through Summer!'/><author><name>Catherine Fleming</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03754157446697856776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KA61qHlb3UE/TFZDeRmldqI/AAAAAAAAALA/07U-qtSlYog/s72-c/Alex+Beats+Heat.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-150309238921909645.post-3258778135596890845</id><published>2010-07-21T23:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-22T00:05:07.873-07:00</updated><title type='text'>July: Alex is changing so much!</title><content type='html'>It's been quite a while since our last post, and Alex has changed so much in that time!  I think the last time we were posting, she was just starting to get the hang of walking.  Well, that's certainly no problem for her now!  She is running all over the place, climbing stairs and furniture, and even climbing the ladder on her toy slide to give it 'one more time', as she puts it (and one more time usually means many more times, I might add!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KA61qHlb3UE/TEfs3FJNjOI/AAAAAAAAAK4/pngX0RyHw14/s1600/DSC01024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KA61qHlb3UE/TEfs3FJNjOI/AAAAAAAAAK4/pngX0RyHw14/s320/DSC01024.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496622301246754018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As amazing as her newfound mobility is, perhaps the biggest change in the past six months has been her increased ability to talk.  She had been already using sign language to communicate with us even before her first birthday, but now it seems like her vocabulary has been growing almost daily.  And she is not just saying one word; frequently she strings several of them together in sentences.  Just the other day, she sat down on the stairs, pointed to the spot next to her, and said, 'Daddy sit here now'.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KA61qHlb3UE/TEfqhGOMwcI/AAAAAAAAAKg/YG8epQvaSNw/s1600/DSC01051.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KA61qHlb3UE/TEfqhGOMwcI/AAAAAAAAAKg/YG8epQvaSNw/s320/DSC01051.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496619724555731394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never cease to be amazed at what she has picked up.  She can count to 10, for instance, and sometimes does that to put herself to sleep.  She has known tons of body parts and types of clothing for months, but now she is also getting colors and can identify pretty much any of her toys by name and type.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The biggest challenges right now are that she sometimes adopts her own terminology for things, and sometimes she can't quite pronounce what she wants to say.  She pronounces 'c' as 't', so most words with a 'c' sound sound like 't' words.  For instance, 'tat' instead of 'cat'.  It can get pretty tricky!  She likes to tell me which clothes she wants to wear in the morning.  When I ask her what pants she wants, she'll reply, 'tatty'.  But she means 'khaki'.  Took me a while to get that one!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KA61qHlb3UE/TEfrT82SURI/AAAAAAAAAKo/84lAJ75BO6g/s1600/DSC01070.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KA61qHlb3UE/TEfrT82SURI/AAAAAAAAAKo/84lAJ75BO6g/s320/DSC01070.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496620598212841746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another word that challenges her is 'cupcake'.  Sometimes she says 'tuptake', but more often she just uses the word 'tata', one of her Alexisms.  She has a bunch of those.  For instance, she calls her nanny 'Nana', and the nanny's husband Rich she calls 'Ree Ree'.  Her word for pizza is 'tabba' (no idea where that came from), but she understands what you mean when you say 'pizza', so it's probably just that she doesn't feel comfortable saying that word. 'Th' is another challenging sound for her, so there is a lot of 'dis' and 'dat' coming from her right now.  But she's quite good at identifying something she wants.  If she wants you to put cream on a 'booboo', she'll identify it by pointing and saying 'cream dis part'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her diet has also expanded a lot.  She loves ice cream, which she calls 'um', and french fries, which she labels as 'chen chies' ('f' is another letter that she has trouble pronouncing).  Strawberries, avocados, pizza (she loves that), clam chowder, 'tots' (ie tater tots), cheese, potato chips, popsicles, apples, and blueberries are some other favorites at the moment.  She hasn't acquired a taste for meat yet, but I expect that will be coming soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KA61qHlb3UE/TEfsgrhI35I/AAAAAAAAAKw/oeFH8rxihpQ/s1600/DSC01034.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KA61qHlb3UE/TEfsgrhI35I/AAAAAAAAAKw/oeFH8rxihpQ/s320/DSC01034.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496621916410666898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next time I'll talk more about how her world is expanding, as she not only reads books but has started watching some TV and interacting more with kids her own age.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/150309238921909645-3258778135596890845?l=seattlebebe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seattlebebe.blogspot.com/feeds/3258778135596890845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=150309238921909645&amp;postID=3258778135596890845' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/150309238921909645/posts/default/3258778135596890845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/150309238921909645/posts/default/3258778135596890845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seattlebebe.blogspot.com/2010/07/july-alex-is-changing-so-much.html' title='July: Alex is changing so much!'/><author><name>Catherine Fleming</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03754157446697856776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KA61qHlb3UE/TEfs3FJNjOI/AAAAAAAAAK4/pngX0RyHw14/s72-c/DSC01024.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-150309238921909645.post-106962590510740874</id><published>2009-12-23T19:43:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-23T20:03:11.258-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Alexs Walks in a Winter Wonderland!</title><content type='html'>The exciting news is that Alex has been taking her first steps these past few weeks.   She's especially cute when she walks, as she beams with pride in her new mobility.   Now, her mommy &amp;amp; daddy need to worry about what other mischief she can get herself into...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to admit, this year has flown by with such velocity.  It's all a wonderful blur.  This is why I'm grateful to Alex's dad for blogging here as regularly as he has, to record some milestones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These days, I just marvel at how much of her own person Alex is.   Sometimes, she has such a reserved personality.  Like here, where she's in her car seat, just looking at me with such a serious expression.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KA61qHlb3UE/SzLkgNeeT9I/AAAAAAAAAKU/0uPsc4neMT8/s1600-h/Alex+in+Car+with+Hat.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 209px; height: 279px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KA61qHlb3UE/SzLkgNeeT9I/AAAAAAAAAKU/0uPsc4neMT8/s320/Alex+in+Car+with+Hat.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418644543704551378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other times, she's just plain goofy.  If she likes a tune, she'll most likely dance to it.  She loves her music class, which meets weekly and involves lots of singing, playing instruments, and (guess what) dancing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-34c96b9f63e9155e" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v17.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D34c96b9f63e9155e%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329900450%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D26758119D43F45D84B01FAE6C8E6AB545F49B355.499DFF03C4473AD48E6D5E87A5AC288B74CDED62%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D34c96b9f63e9155e%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D9ctvISSNsCWgtOM5CfpAT16w5RE&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v17.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D34c96b9f63e9155e%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329900450%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D26758119D43F45D84B01FAE6C8E6AB545F49B355.499DFF03C4473AD48E6D5E87A5AC288B74CDED62%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D34c96b9f63e9155e%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D9ctvISSNsCWgtOM5CfpAT16w5RE&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/150309238921909645-106962590510740874?l=seattlebebe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seattlebebe.blogspot.com/feeds/106962590510740874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=150309238921909645&amp;postID=106962590510740874' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/150309238921909645/posts/default/106962590510740874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/150309238921909645/posts/default/106962590510740874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seattlebebe.blogspot.com/2009/12/alexs-walks-in-winter-wonderland.html' title='Alexs Walks in a Winter Wonderland!'/><author><name>Catherine Fleming</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03754157446697856776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KA61qHlb3UE/SzLkgNeeT9I/AAAAAAAAAKU/0uPsc4neMT8/s72-c/Alex+in+Car+with+Hat.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-150309238921909645.post-1012722489602782997</id><published>2009-11-16T18:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-16T19:01:10.127-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Alex's First Birthday At Last!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Guest post from Daddy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Alex is one year old! It's hard to believe a year has gone by so quickly! She is looking more and more like a little girl and less like a baby all the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In Korean culture, the first birthday is a very important event to celebrate. Back in the old days, a lot of babies didn't make it to that age due to disease, war, and other calamities. So whenever a baby did make it to that age, it was a time to celebrate! There were several traditions that were followed. The baby would be dressed in a traditional Korean outfit called a hanbok. Relatives and friends would all come to the house to enjoy a feast. Then came the big moment: the baby would be seated in front of several different objects, each with a different symbolic meaning. Whichever object the baby picked up first would be a prediction of what the baby's life would turn out like. The tradition is still carried on to this day, and Catherine and I wanted Alex to participate as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404896967366841298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KA61qHlb3UE/SwINJ8t8k9I/AAAAAAAAAJo/B--odNLvo2o/s320/alex_1stbday_mommy2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Catherine and her parents planned the party, and they did an amazing job. We gave the party on Sunday, November first, which was actually four days before her real birthday. Catherine's mother made all sorts of great dishes for the partygoers. Catherine bought a great cake for Alex, and invited dozens of her friends to celebrate Alex's big day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404897376243660114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 275px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KA61qHlb3UE/SwINhv5xtVI/AAAAAAAAAJw/jVbDBM8obQE/s320/IMG_0056.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;After everyone got here, the moment of truth arrived. Alex was seated in front of three objects -- a pen, a book and some money. If she chose the pen, it meant that she would be creative; if she chose the book, studious and good in school (and possibly a scholar; some of these objects have different meanings); and if she chose the money, she would be rich. There was also some rice in front of her. That was meant to be a snack, but later we learned that rice can also be used in the ceremony; picking it means you will never go hungry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404897924887966642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KA61qHlb3UE/SwIOBrwxc7I/AAAAAAAAAJ4/UJsK6EvHXMQ/s320/alex_1stbday_choice3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So what did Alex choose? The book! We are looking forward to having a great student in the family in years to come!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;A little later, Catherine lit the sole candle on Alex's birthday cake, and helped her to blow it out (you can see the cake and candle in the lower right of the photo below). Everyone dug in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404898345887290546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KA61qHlb3UE/SwIOaMG1VLI/AAAAAAAAAKA/3u0QwBCpMaM/s320/alex_1stbday_cake2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404901971206068354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 275px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KA61qHlb3UE/SwIRtNeL2II/AAAAAAAAAKI/EXn-psM8Dc8/s320/IMG_0057.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Alex got an amazing haul of presents from friends and relatives. She also received a bunch of balloons that are still around even weeks later. And a few days after the official party, she actually turned one year old. We had a small birthday party with just the immediate family, and took Alex to Red Robin, where she had her favorite food, french fries. Not exactly traditional, but she loved it! She even got some ice cream for dessert. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Catherine and I are looking forward to the seeing what the next year brings for her!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/150309238921909645-1012722489602782997?l=seattlebebe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seattlebebe.blogspot.com/feeds/1012722489602782997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=150309238921909645&amp;postID=1012722489602782997' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/150309238921909645/posts/default/1012722489602782997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/150309238921909645/posts/default/1012722489602782997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seattlebebe.blogspot.com/2009/11/alexs-first-birthday-at-last.html' title='Alex&apos;s First Birthday At Last!'/><author><name>Catherine Fleming</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03754157446697856776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KA61qHlb3UE/SwINJ8t8k9I/AAAAAAAAAJo/B--odNLvo2o/s72-c/alex_1stbday_mommy2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-150309238921909645.post-6294993861693638343</id><published>2009-10-06T17:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-06T17:48:01.590-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Alex is 11 months old now!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yesterday, October 5th, was Alex's 11 month birthday. She keeps getting bigger and feistier all the time!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The last time I blogged, she hadn't even learned to crawl properly. Right around the middle of August she finally figured out how to crawl forwards, and ever since then, she has been a tornado, crawling everywhere, getting into all sorts of mischief! Her favorite trick is to remove the special plastic guards from the DVD player that are supposed to prevent a baby from playing with the buttons.  Baby proof indeed!  So much for that idea!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389652667806864290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KA61qHlb3UE/Ssvki7ddU6I/AAAAAAAAAJY/_am2XoycSSE/s320/DSC00895.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In the past week, she has suddenly become obsessed with standing. She crawls over to a table or the couch and hoists herself into a standing position. The second she becomes fully upright a big grin always creeps across her face. She then tries 'cruising' by walking while holding onto whatever she is up against. She still can't stand without holding something or walk without help, but it sure looks like she'll be there soon!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389653017012464290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KA61qHlb3UE/Ssvk3QWj6qI/AAAAAAAAAJg/TaByLnYGEXw/s320/DSC00908.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just one month before she is a year old. Wow, that will be something!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/150309238921909645-6294993861693638343?l=seattlebebe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seattlebebe.blogspot.com/feeds/6294993861693638343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=150309238921909645&amp;postID=6294993861693638343' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/150309238921909645/posts/default/6294993861693638343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/150309238921909645/posts/default/6294993861693638343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seattlebebe.blogspot.com/2009/10/alex-is-11-months-old-now.html' title='Alex is 11 months old now!!'/><author><name>Catherine Fleming</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03754157446697856776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KA61qHlb3UE/Ssvki7ddU6I/AAAAAAAAAJY/_am2XoycSSE/s72-c/DSC00895.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-150309238921909645.post-6034220417509465134</id><published>2009-08-10T22:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-10T22:55:43.693-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Alex at 9 months</title><content type='html'>Time really has been flying by! It's hard to believe that Alex recently passed her 9 month birthday. She has now been outside of the womb longer than she was inside it. Lots of changes to report since my last blog entry. &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For one, Alex is busily trying to learn how to crawl. She's getting closer all the time. She rocks back and forth and lunges forward, but hasn't quite figured out what to do from there. As a result, she usually just backs up at that point. She's really good at crawling backwards, so we have to be a bit careful leaving her anywhere where she might get herself into trouble by doing that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She's also sprouted several more teeth in her mouth in the past couple of months. She loves munching on snacks. Her favorites are any kind of bread or pasta, or veggie sticks, which are a puffy snack food we buy at the local grocery store. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368578420080560082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KA61qHlb3UE/SoEFoQ26x9I/AAAAAAAAAIo/oG_VdY8v4Qc/s320/alex_aug09_eatsmile.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She's usually pretty good when we take her to restaurants; she especially likes sitting outside if it's a nice day. If we give her bread pieces to munch on, she's happy. In the below pics, you can see her eating at an outside table at Atlas, a restaurant in the University Village.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368579100154130130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KA61qHlb3UE/SoEGP2VF7tI/AAAAAAAAAIw/bC-Uh2dnAKs/s320/alex_aug09_restaurant.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368579106089304770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KA61qHlb3UE/SoEGQMcJgsI/AAAAAAAAAI4/1-mpsxGfJEo/s320/alex_aug09_restaurant8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;She's also become a big time flirt, and loves to talk to people who are nearby. At restaurants she constantly turns around to talk to or stare at people at the other tables, or the waiters. When we ate at a Thai restaurant the other day, she made friends with everyone on the wait staff by the time the night was through.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Her vocabulary is also improving. She loves to imitate what we say. Among the words we have definitely heard from her are 'whale', 'circle' and 'purple'. She says 'wow' a lot, too. She loves to imitate daddy's facial expressions. The other night we got into a contest where we both took turns sticking our tongues out at each other, over and over. She couldn't stop laughing at this fun game!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She has a zillion toys, but loves daddy's toys the best. Here you can see her mischievously playing with daddy's new laptop. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368579604077707858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KA61qHlb3UE/SoEGtLl1glI/AAAAAAAAAJA/1302BIIsfpo/s320/alex_aug09_daddy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368579611223735458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KA61qHlb3UE/SoEGtmNlPKI/AAAAAAAAAJI/cVgWnnWlAh8/s320/alex_aug09_daddylaptop2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368579617634038338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KA61qHlb3UE/SoEGt-F6skI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/v_a_KG7amjA/s320/alex_aug09_daddylaptop3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;All in all, she's becoming less a baby and more a little girl every day!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/150309238921909645-6034220417509465134?l=seattlebebe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seattlebebe.blogspot.com/feeds/6034220417509465134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=150309238921909645&amp;postID=6034220417509465134' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/150309238921909645/posts/default/6034220417509465134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/150309238921909645/posts/default/6034220417509465134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seattlebebe.blogspot.com/2009/08/alex-at-9-months.html' title='Alex at 9 months'/><author><name>Catherine Fleming</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03754157446697856776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KA61qHlb3UE/SoEFoQ26x9I/AAAAAAAAAIo/oG_VdY8v4Qc/s72-c/alex_aug09_eatsmile.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-150309238921909645.post-3459583317399296713</id><published>2009-05-31T15:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T15:58:57.167-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sweet Li'l Sun Lover</title><content type='html'>This will be a quick post, as Alex's mommy is a bit sleep deprived.  Nonetheless, I wanted to share a few notes... 1) Alex loves her books (see below).  2) Alex has been loving this wonderful weather. 3)  Alex is smiling up a storm.  3) She begins her swim lessons this Tuesday! &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KA61qHlb3UE/SiMKvZK9jZI/AAAAAAAAAIY/R_i2hoM8CoI/s1600-h/%21%21+SmileReading"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 124px; height: 166px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KA61qHlb3UE/SiMKvZK9jZI/AAAAAAAAAIY/R_i2hoM8CoI/s320/%21%21+SmileReading" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342125392318533010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We bought her first swimsuit yesterday, &amp;amp; seeing her in it alone will make these swim lessons worthwhile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alex still loves to clasp her hands together, like a little lady.  Gazing at them with delight, she'll often smile widely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KA61qHlb3UE/SiMLleqa6sI/AAAAAAAAAIg/SToT2D6EiCw/s1600-h/%21SmileHands"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 124px; height: 166px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KA61qHlb3UE/SiMLleqa6sI/AAAAAAAAAIg/SToT2D6EiCw/s320/%21SmileHands" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342126321505594050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/150309238921909645-3459583317399296713?l=seattlebebe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seattlebebe.blogspot.com/feeds/3459583317399296713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=150309238921909645&amp;postID=3459583317399296713' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/150309238921909645/posts/default/3459583317399296713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/150309238921909645/posts/default/3459583317399296713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seattlebebe.blogspot.com/2009/05/sweet-lil-sun-lover.html' title='Sweet Li&apos;l Sun Lover'/><author><name>Catherine Fleming</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03754157446697856776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KA61qHlb3UE/SiMKvZK9jZI/AAAAAAAAAIY/R_i2hoM8CoI/s72-c/%21%21+SmileReading' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-150309238921909645.post-8202647027904759208</id><published>2009-05-14T22:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T22:47:50.446-07:00</updated><title type='text'>So Much is Going On These Days!</title><content type='html'>Boy, in the last few weeks, so much has changed in Alex's life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335917854087793346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KA61qHlb3UE/Sgz9BHORSsI/AAAAAAAAAIA/XdusElt64p4/s320/_MG_0262.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;For one, she has started sitting up much more easily than before. She still falls over on occasion, but she's capable of sitting there for many minutes at a time, playing with toys or just watching the world. She still isn't crawling, but she has flipped herself over a few times. She really loves music. She has a xylophone that she beats on all the time, and whenever you sing to her, she joins in (well, as close to harmonizing as she can do at this age, anyway!).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Her vocabulary continues to improve. I swear she is now saying several words. Her grandfather visited recently, and would say 'OK, OK, OK' to calm her down. Well, now Alex is saying that, and quite often, with the same intonation and everything! We have also heard her say 'cat' and, honest to goodness, 'I love daddy'. One time she said that and it was so clear that it nearly knocked me off my chair. Now, whether she understands what she's saying is another matter...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335920372303556482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KA61qHlb3UE/Sgz_TsTsb4I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/Ly5d7BQ5Z_s/s320/DSC00772.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She has two prominent teeth on her lower jaw, and several more starting to erupt in other parts of her mouth. She has also started to eat food for the first time. Just a couple of weeks ago we gave her her first meal, some rice cereal. Later we tried sweet potatoes and pear sauce. Weirdly, she seems to really like eating this stuff, and asks for more, but when we put it in her mouth, she always makes a really sour face. Every time! But then seconds after she swallows, she reaches out to the spoon to get the next helping.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335916866132205890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KA61qHlb3UE/Sgz8HmzTYUI/AAAAAAAAAH4/rbASSvj5cvk/s320/DSC00786.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's starting to really like sitting in her high chair while we eat. As long as the tray is on it, with plenty of toys to distract her, she's happy. Of course, those toys end up on the ground pretty quickly, but mommy or daddy are there to make sure she gets them back quickly. I can't wait to see what her next new tricks will be!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335919204318664066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KA61qHlb3UE/Sgz-PtOZVYI/AAAAAAAAAII/yvO8ii5Y1XA/s320/DSC00754.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/150309238921909645-8202647027904759208?l=seattlebebe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seattlebebe.blogspot.com/feeds/8202647027904759208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=150309238921909645&amp;postID=8202647027904759208' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/150309238921909645/posts/default/8202647027904759208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/150309238921909645/posts/default/8202647027904759208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seattlebebe.blogspot.com/2009/05/so-much-is-going-on-these-days.html' title='So Much is Going On These Days!'/><author><name>Catherine Fleming</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03754157446697856776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KA61qHlb3UE/Sgz9BHORSsI/AAAAAAAAAIA/XdusElt64p4/s72-c/_MG_0262.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-150309238921909645.post-5428780997159184530</id><published>2009-04-08T15:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-08T17:40:10.563-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dreamy Days in Early April</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322451361728383554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 221px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 166px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KA61qHlb3UE/Sd0lUF4dSkI/AAAAAAAAAHA/7IuXsiUNIdA/s320/Alex+dreamy+start+4.8.09.jpg" border="0" /&gt;In the last couple of weeks, Alex has shown a clear interest in "talking" to us. She says, "Ah boo ah boo waa boo" quite a bit. I just wish what it meant! Thankfully, we're starting our signing classes next Thursday evening, and will hopefully start to communicate with her better in that manner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322451556871413314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 221px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 166px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KA61qHlb3UE/Sd0lfc2LnkI/AAAAAAAAAHI/PSyfwgLsDFc/s320/Alex+n+hands.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KA61qHlb3UE/Sd0mf1rMJGI/AAAAAAAAAHo/02IHqfr7GMw/s1600-h/Alex+with+PEPs+buddies+4.7.09.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322452663047824482" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 221px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 166px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KA61qHlb3UE/Sd0mf1rMJGI/AAAAAAAAAHo/02IHqfr7GMw/s320/Alex+with+PEPs+buddies+4.7.09.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Alex is also starting to gain upper body strength, enough to sit up for a few seconds without assistance. However, she ends up bending too much forward or sliding to one side. No doubt, she will be sitting like an old pro in no time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Her facial expressions are more animated than ever, and she is loving her hands so much. Often, she'll hold them in front of each other &amp;amp; gaze at them with delight. Alex also loves to put them in her mouth or hold them close to her face, to make sure that they're easily accessible (I suppose).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322484736546848178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 221px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 166px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KA61qHlb3UE/Sd1DqwxQPbI/AAAAAAAAAHw/0N7BOmldwGM/s320/Alex+asleep+4.8.09.jpg" border="0" /&gt;When it comes to sleeping, she does great (most of the time) at night, sleeping usually about 10 - 11 hours in a row. Her 2.5 hr naps during the day, however, are less predictable. Perhaps she has spring fever?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She did catch her first cold last week, but is now over it for the most part. Yay! Happy and healthy is the way we want Alex.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/150309238921909645-5428780997159184530?l=seattlebebe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seattlebebe.blogspot.com/feeds/5428780997159184530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=150309238921909645&amp;postID=5428780997159184530' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/150309238921909645/posts/default/5428780997159184530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/150309238921909645/posts/default/5428780997159184530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seattlebebe.blogspot.com/2009/04/dreamy-days-in-early-april.html' title='Dreamy Days in Early April'/><author><name>Catherine Fleming</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03754157446697856776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KA61qHlb3UE/Sd0lUF4dSkI/AAAAAAAAAHA/7IuXsiUNIdA/s72-c/Alex+dreamy+start+4.8.09.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-150309238921909645.post-7848704055633601404</id><published>2009-03-25T21:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T22:18:15.235-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Alex's First big trip!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is another post from Dad Eric!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In mid-March, Alex took her first ever trip out of Seattle! In the pre-baby days, Catherine and I liked to go down to San Franciscso at this time of year to attend the annual Asian American Film Festival there. Catherine has several cousins in the Bay area, and they wrote to ask us if we were going to come again this year. At first we thought we'd better not; after all, Alex is only a little more than four months old, and we felt perhaps the trip would be a bit much for her. Also, just how much would we have to bring? How would we be able to transport all the stuff we use every day? What if she had a meltdown in the middle of the flight? But we talked to several other parents with babies Alex's age who have made trips already, and felt like we could do it, too. So we booked our flight!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The trip down proved to be pretty easy, actually. We brought the stroller, the car seat, our usual collection of diapers, pacifiers, changes of clothes and bottles, and a few other supplies. Probably half of what we took was Alex stuff, but we managed to get it all on board, and didn't even have to check any bags in! We were fortunate that they had a special security scanner where they processed us, because I had to put about six things through the scanner by the time all was said and done. But Alex was great on the flight! She handled take off and landing like a pro. We had to change her once on the flight, but we flew Virgin America, which has changing tables in the bathrooms. Except for a little fussing mid-flight each way, she was perfectly fine. What a relief!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ended up seeing two movies while I was there, but mommy decided to stay with Alex instead of going (our original plan was to leave her with cousins during the movie, but we decided she's still a bit too unpredictable at this age, and didn't want them to have to deal with her if she became upset). As usual, we stayed in Japantown, which is where the film festival takes place. Here you can see me and Alex posing in front of the pagoda in the center of Japantown.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317357623044064946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KA61qHlb3UE/ScsMlelBxrI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/KvJVHaaPh0k/s320/DSC00750.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On Saturday, we met up with three of Catherine's relatives. Her cousin Esther was there with her daughter Rebecca, and Cousin Steve and his wife Judy came with their daughter Abigail. Abigail is only a few months older than Alex. It was kind of a cold and rainy day, so we stuck to inside activities. First we went to the Conservatory of Flowers in one of the parks and saw the model train they had there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317358332818774402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KA61qHlb3UE/ScsNOysgWYI/AAAAAAAAAGY/L9g0m1Dozl8/s320/alex_mar09_conservatory.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317358905511602098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KA61qHlb3UE/ScsNwIJHZ7I/AAAAAAAAAGg/AnCnIO7YHyM/s320/DSC00737.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Later, we all went to a French restaurant called Zazie, which is in the Haight. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317359385485822034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KA61qHlb3UE/ScsOMEL4yFI/AAAAAAAAAG4/46S-e9Kmaco/s320/DSC00740.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317359383734408226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KA61qHlb3UE/ScsOL9qUVCI/AAAAAAAAAGw/n6sA4mwPHLg/s320/DSC00745.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317359372282305730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KA61qHlb3UE/ScsOLS_7HMI/AAAAAAAAAGo/Q6UWDlC1hpo/s320/DSC00744.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Sunday, we walked all over San Francisco with Alex.  First we had a nice breakfast in a place off of Fillmore, then walked through Pacific Heights and window shopped.  Catherine bought a nice scarf.  Alex had fun most of the time, although it got a bit windy towards the end and she got a trifle cranky at that point.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The week was a lot of fun, and hopefully we can go again next year when Alex will be old enough to enjoy it more!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/150309238921909645-7848704055633601404?l=seattlebebe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seattlebebe.blogspot.com/feeds/7848704055633601404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=150309238921909645&amp;postID=7848704055633601404' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/150309238921909645/posts/default/7848704055633601404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/150309238921909645/posts/default/7848704055633601404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seattlebebe.blogspot.com/2009/03/alexs-first-big-trip.html' title='Alex&apos;s First big trip!'/><author><name>Catherine Fleming</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03754157446697856776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KA61qHlb3UE/ScsMlelBxrI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/KvJVHaaPh0k/s72-c/DSC00750.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-150309238921909645.post-3514406576268767510</id><published>2009-02-18T07:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T08:15:42.741-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nika the Nanny</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KA61qHlb3UE/SZwu4nXJE2I/AAAAAAAAAGI/xW_AV8ih9sA/s1600-h/Nika%26Alex1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KA61qHlb3UE/SZwu4nXJE2I/AAAAAAAAAGI/xW_AV8ih9sA/s320/Nika%26Alex1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304166011309200226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alex has been blooming more than ever these days.  I think a lot of this is owed to her wonderful nanny, Nika (shown here, holding Alex).  They get to spend many hours together, playing different games.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of the more notable advances in Alex's development include her grasping at objects (see how she's holding her bug toy in the photo?), holding her head up on her own, and doing tummy time (where she's in a puah-up position with her head up) for several minutes without fussing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately, she is also in a phase where she does not like to be held by anyone besides me or her nanny.  Even when her father picks her up lovingly, Alex starts to protest with tears.  It's also important for Alex's daddy to start spending regular amounts of time with her, so that she associates him with fun and happy times.  Slowly but surely, if this happens, Alex will love hanging out with both of her parents!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/150309238921909645-3514406576268767510?l=seattlebebe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seattlebebe.blogspot.com/feeds/3514406576268767510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=150309238921909645&amp;postID=3514406576268767510' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/150309238921909645/posts/default/3514406576268767510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/150309238921909645/posts/default/3514406576268767510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seattlebebe.blogspot.com/2009/02/nika-nanny.html' title='Nika the Nanny'/><author><name>Catherine Fleming</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03754157446697856776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KA61qHlb3UE/SZwu4nXJE2I/AAAAAAAAAGI/xW_AV8ih9sA/s72-c/Nika%26Alex1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-150309238921909645.post-3188369291348482375</id><published>2009-02-16T21:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T07:51:55.784-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The 100 Day Birthday</title><content type='html'>On February 12th we celebrated Alex's 100th day birthday. In Korean culture, this is considered to be an important milestone. In the old days, babies frequently died of illness or other health issues before reaching that age; so when they did reach the age of 100 (days), it was considered pretty special.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;For Alex's celebration, we broke it up into several parts. On Monday, Catherine's Korean American friends Monica and Grace came over; we had a little cake to celebrate. Monica had been one of the first people to see Alex after her birth, and had brought with her seaweed soup, which according to Korean culture is a great dish to give a mother right after giving birth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303641373699434034" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KA61qHlb3UE/SZpRur9rZjI/AAAAAAAAAFo/_fRJOzd4b-Q/s320/DSC00686.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303641146804790754" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KA61qHlb3UE/SZpRhetx5eI/AAAAAAAAAFg/jath96YGCCw/s320/DSC00689.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Thursday, February 12th, came the big party. Catherine invited several babies and moms from one of her new mommies groups. We put some balloons up and got Alex another cake (lucky girl!).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303642213070384066" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KA61qHlb3UE/SZpSfi3Tq8I/AAAAAAAAAF4/qA7v2jIhwQs/s320/DSC00693.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303642208257194354" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KA61qHlb3UE/SZpSfQ7wOXI/AAAAAAAAAFw/edKw1JGUB50/s320/DSC00692.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alex and the other babies had a great time! I think she really liked the cake, too! I can tell you, we are all looking forward to what the next 100 days will bring...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303642923144781378" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KA61qHlb3UE/SZpTI4GPHkI/AAAAAAAAAGA/kaYBv_FJVxY/s320/DSC00701.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/150309238921909645-3188369291348482375?l=seattlebebe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seattlebebe.blogspot.com/feeds/3188369291348482375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=150309238921909645&amp;postID=3188369291348482375' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/150309238921909645/posts/default/3188369291348482375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/150309238921909645/posts/default/3188369291348482375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seattlebebe.blogspot.com/2009/02/100-day-birthday.html' title='The 100 Day Birthday'/><author><name>Catherine Fleming</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03754157446697856776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KA61qHlb3UE/SZpRur9rZjI/AAAAAAAAAFo/_fRJOzd4b-Q/s72-c/DSC00686.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-150309238921909645.post-4122606522500488667</id><published>2009-02-05T11:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-05T11:41:07.423-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Best Days Yet!</title><content type='html'>Ok, maybe "the Best Days" is a bit of an overstatement. However, I'm so enjoying these days with our babydoll, Alex. She's truly blooming, although she's got to deal with the annoyance of teething.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's my most favoritest picture of her yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299400073771136834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KA61qHlb3UE/SYtASifOt0I/AAAAAAAAAFY/TZESlT0EG8w/s320/Alex+in+the+Car.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even when Eric &amp;amp; I are out on date night, I close my eyes for a few seconds and imagine what she's doing.  Of course, I'm hoping that she's having fun with her wonderful nanny, Nika... perhaps on one of her zillion playmats or watching a rattle with those big eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so in loooove with my baby!  sigh...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/150309238921909645-4122606522500488667?l=seattlebebe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seattlebebe.blogspot.com/feeds/4122606522500488667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=150309238921909645&amp;postID=4122606522500488667' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/150309238921909645/posts/default/4122606522500488667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/150309238921909645/posts/default/4122606522500488667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seattlebebe.blogspot.com/2009/02/best-days-yet.html' title='The Best Days Yet!'/><author><name>Catherine Fleming</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03754157446697856776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KA61qHlb3UE/SYtASifOt0I/AAAAAAAAAFY/TZESlT0EG8w/s72-c/Alex+in+the+Car.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-150309238921909645.post-3649247968833137887</id><published>2009-02-04T20:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T21:50:16.020-08:00</updated><title type='text'>January: smiles and cries</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;This is another guest post from the proud daddy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In the past few weeks, Alex is smiling more than ever. Her vocabulary is also improving by leaps and bounds. OK, she isn't actually saying any real words (although it sure sounds like she says 'Hi' every now and again) . But she sure makes a lot of different sounds. One particular cute habit she has is to let loose a rather loud, high 'whee' sound if she wants attention and we are not looking at her. As for the smiling, she usually is in her best mood right after she wakes up; at that point, she sometimes smiles almost constantly. One of the big challenges has been trying to get a pic of her when she smiles. It seems like every time we get the camera ready, she stops smiling the instant before the shutter clicks. But in the last few weeks we finally got a few photos of that elusive smile, although they came out a bit blurry.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299184151144408322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KA61qHlb3UE/SYp76MBXpQI/AAAAAAAAAFI/VgwReRXs7J4/s320/DSC00659.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the last few weeks have also had plenty of tears. Alex has started to teethe; we can even see the little teeth starting to push up through her gums. It's a bit early, but every baby is different, and she seems to be ahead of the curve on this one. Maybe she didn't like it when I playfully made fun of her for not having any teeth? Anyway, with teething comes a lot of crying, and her sleep is sometimes not as smooth as it was before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;She is also getting more into playing with her various baby Einstein mats. She especially likes looking into the mirrors and grabbing onto the various hanging toys. One thing she really likes to do is hold onto a set of baby keys; one night she held onto them the entire evening. She is also starting to respond to a vigorously shaken rattle. This is a pretty good way to calm her down when she gets upset, actually.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299185394419318194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KA61qHlb3UE/SYp9CjlNPbI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/DT91L7cU13M/s320/DSC00668.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;Her 100th day birthday is soon coming up.  That will be a big milestone for her, and I'll be sure to report all about it after it happens!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/150309238921909645-3649247968833137887?l=seattlebebe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seattlebebe.blogspot.com/feeds/3649247968833137887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=150309238921909645&amp;postID=3649247968833137887' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/150309238921909645/posts/default/3649247968833137887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/150309238921909645/posts/default/3649247968833137887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seattlebebe.blogspot.com/2009/02/january-smiles-and-cries.html' title='January: smiles and cries'/><author><name>Catherine Fleming</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03754157446697856776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KA61qHlb3UE/SYp76MBXpQI/AAAAAAAAAFI/VgwReRXs7J4/s72-c/DSC00659.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-150309238921909645.post-1361246378488448124</id><published>2009-01-13T19:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-13T20:12:02.287-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Week with the bebe</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;This is another guest post from the daddy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This week I'm taking the entire week off from work to spend time with the little darling! A few days ago, we took her to the lactation specialist, who told us that Alex is now just over 12 pounds! Woh, that means she's grown nearly five pounds since being born.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Alex is starting to become more responsive, and she seems especially happy in the morning after a nice night of sleeping (well, most nights, anyway!). She not only smiles a lot, she also likes to engage in a little baby talk banter with mommy and me. If you imitate what she says, she seems to get a real kick out of it. She also, I swear, seems to be able to say a few words. I know it seems like it's way too early, but honestly, it does sound like she can say 'hi' and 'love'. She hasn't said 'daddy' yet, though... I'm working on it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290997173962261026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KA61qHlb3UE/SW1l5ZWdwiI/AAAAAAAAAFA/satnIlh8WiE/s320/DSC00651.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We are going to be soon having a baby sign language class, which we will be hosting in our house! It's pretty amazing that babies can learn how to tell you things using their hands months before they can speak those thoughts. Supposely, if they can tell you what's wrong, you can help prevent them from getting too fussy. Here's hoping!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/150309238921909645-1361246378488448124?l=seattlebebe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seattlebebe.blogspot.com/feeds/1361246378488448124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=150309238921909645&amp;postID=1361246378488448124' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/150309238921909645/posts/default/1361246378488448124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/150309238921909645/posts/default/1361246378488448124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seattlebebe.blogspot.com/2009/01/week-with-bebe.html' title='A Week with the bebe'/><author><name>Catherine Fleming</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03754157446697856776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KA61qHlb3UE/SW1l5ZWdwiI/AAAAAAAAAFA/satnIlh8WiE/s72-c/DSC00651.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-150309238921909645.post-2030570311213762699</id><published>2009-01-05T21:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T21:24:17.198-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Alex is two months old!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is a guest post from Alex's proud daddy! Alex is two months old today! She has grown so much in the past month it's getting ridiculous. The last time we weighed her, she had just reached 10 pounds, including her clothes and diapers. That was a few weeks ago, and I'm betting she's even bigger now! I know that when I carry her around, she sure gets my arms tired! And we have finally graduated from using the smallest diaper size to the next biggest. It won't be long before we start using the 3-6 month onesies.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288046321139702258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KA61qHlb3UE/SWLqHJ9X2fI/AAAAAAAAAEo/_fu9k4_CN_A/s320/DSC00607.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now that we've been with her a few months, she's starting to get into some predictable patterns. She seems to sleep most of the night, although she usually wakes up once or twice for a brief feeding. Night time before she goes to bed seems to be her fussiest time. That's when she'll cry quite a bit. We both take turns trying to soothe her. Sometimes she just wants to fuss. But we've noticed that she likes to hear me sing to her; usually after a couple of songs, she'll fall asleep. We also have to give her a few different medicines for acid reflux. Reflux makes it hard at times for her to eat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288046589199220962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KA61qHlb3UE/SWLqWwjvgOI/AAAAAAAAAEw/HxaRLWIUzCs/s320/DSC00613.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Best of all, she's starting to interact with us a lot more. She likes to smile, and has started 'talking' to us in her strange baby lingo. I could swear I can make out her saying 'hi' to us at times. She's a happy bebe when she's not refluxing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288046839308572962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KA61qHlb3UE/SWLqlUSdWSI/AAAAAAAAAE4/9bytlCyoFNU/s320/DSC00610.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;More later!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/150309238921909645-2030570311213762699?l=seattlebebe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seattlebebe.blogspot.com/feeds/2030570311213762699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=150309238921909645&amp;postID=2030570311213762699' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/150309238921909645/posts/default/2030570311213762699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/150309238921909645/posts/default/2030570311213762699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seattlebebe.blogspot.com/2009/01/alex-is-two-months-old.html' title='Alex is two months old!'/><author><name>Catherine Fleming</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03754157446697856776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KA61qHlb3UE/SWLqHJ9X2fI/AAAAAAAAAEo/_fu9k4_CN_A/s72-c/DSC00607.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-150309238921909645.post-3626320268370677220</id><published>2008-12-17T18:31:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-17T18:37:30.143-08:00</updated><title type='text'>6 Weeks Old &amp; Growing Stronger</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KA61qHlb3UE/SUm3XajjfNI/AAAAAAAAAEg/qAwYaPflJPo/s1600-h/IMG_4820.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KA61qHlb3UE/SUm3XajjfNI/AAAAAAAAAEg/qAwYaPflJPo/s320/IMG_4820.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280953650961939666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KA61qHlb3UE/SUm3Ocb6deI/AAAAAAAAAEY/fnv8xXY2qUQ/s1600-h/IMG_4808.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KA61qHlb3UE/SUm3Ocb6deI/AAAAAAAAAEY/fnv8xXY2qUQ/s320/IMG_4808.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280953496847939042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe how quickly these weeks have flown by.  Sure, sometimes time seemed to stand still, when Alex was a bit colicky in the wee hours of the night.  However, we've come a long way, since those first days back from the hospital, when I felt as if I had no idea how to take care of my baby Alex.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, Alex is over 9 lbs, well over 2 lbs past her original birth weight (7 lbs &amp;amp; 4 ozs).  She has been taking reflux medication, to try to address her nighttime fussiness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What makes these days &amp;amp; nights so glorious, is that I get to stare at Alex to my heart's content.  When she presses her cheeks against mine, &amp;amp; falls asleep in the warmth of our body heat, I couldn't be happier.   These are the best days of my life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/150309238921909645-3626320268370677220?l=seattlebebe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seattlebebe.blogspot.com/feeds/3626320268370677220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=150309238921909645&amp;postID=3626320268370677220' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/150309238921909645/posts/default/3626320268370677220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/150309238921909645/posts/default/3626320268370677220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seattlebebe.blogspot.com/2008/12/6-weeks-old-growing-stronger.html' title='6 Weeks Old &amp; Growing Stronger'/><author><name>Catherine Fleming</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03754157446697856776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KA61qHlb3UE/SUm3XajjfNI/AAAAAAAAAEg/qAwYaPflJPo/s72-c/IMG_4820.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-150309238921909645.post-8965982577080096332</id><published>2008-11-30T11:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-30T15:08:32.859-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Born on Nov 5th!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KA61qHlb3UE/STMc2Ks3N9I/AAAAAAAAAEQ/svDl9Oucyio/s1600-h/IMG_0426.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KA61qHlb3UE/STMc2Ks3N9I/AAAAAAAAAEQ/svDl9Oucyio/s320/IMG_0426.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274591305492019154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KA61qHlb3UE/STMco9pr0eI/AAAAAAAAAEI/RkgCIPGCuOc/s1600-h/IMG_0423.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KA61qHlb3UE/STMco9pr0eI/AAAAAAAAAEI/RkgCIPGCuOc/s320/IMG_0423.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274591078650728930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mommy has taken a few weeks off from posting anything here because she spent a lot of energy giving birth to me on November 4th &amp;amp; 5th.  I finally decided to give her a break &amp;amp; come out into this world at 4:32 pm on the 5th.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are a few pictures of me, my mommy &amp;amp; my daddy, just moments after I was born.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KA61qHlb3UE/STMb3so4gdI/AAAAAAAAAD4/vLYDL7KvIs8/s1600-h/IMG_0419%282%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KA61qHlb3UE/STMb3so4gdI/AAAAAAAAAD4/vLYDL7KvIs8/s320/IMG_0419%282%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274590232270373330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KA61qHlb3UE/STMcIaVRXJI/AAAAAAAAAEA/cJCNpXY5wd8/s1600-h/IMG_0420%282%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KA61qHlb3UE/STMcIaVRXJI/AAAAAAAAAEA/cJCNpXY5wd8/s320/IMG_0420%282%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274590519414054034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Even though I was pretty tired too, I was so happy to finally meet my parents!   I recognized my daddy's voice right away, as I remember hearing him all of those nights when he had his conversations w/me (even though I was still in Mommy's tummy).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/150309238921909645-8965982577080096332?l=seattlebebe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seattlebebe.blogspot.com/feeds/8965982577080096332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=150309238921909645&amp;postID=8965982577080096332' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/150309238921909645/posts/default/8965982577080096332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/150309238921909645/posts/default/8965982577080096332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seattlebebe.blogspot.com/2008/11/born-on-nov-5th.html' title='Born on Nov 5th!'/><author><name>Catherine Fleming</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03754157446697856776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KA61qHlb3UE/STMc2Ks3N9I/AAAAAAAAAEQ/svDl9Oucyio/s72-c/IMG_0426.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-150309238921909645.post-2633840067051150404</id><published>2008-10-22T09:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-22T09:17:41.153-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Going to See Alex on the Ultrasound Screen Today...</title><content type='html'>Yesterday's appointment with my OB revealed that my tummy supposedly has not grown for the past 2 weeks.   Neither my dr. or I really believe this, as I've gained another half pound over the last week.  The first thing that the OB did was hook me up to the Non Stress Test (NST) monitor.  As soon as I got hooked up, I saw Alex moving around my ribs...  She was trying to do her best to show me that she's fine...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, to stay on the safe side, I'm going in for a "growth ultrasound," to see how big Alex is at this point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eric wants to see Alex too, so we will both go early this afternoon.  I'll return with the results, which I'm sure will be reassuring.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/150309238921909645-2633840067051150404?l=seattlebebe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seattlebebe.blogspot.com/feeds/2633840067051150404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=150309238921909645&amp;postID=2633840067051150404' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/150309238921909645/posts/default/2633840067051150404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/150309238921909645/posts/default/2633840067051150404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seattlebebe.blogspot.com/2008/10/going-to-see-alex-on-ultrasound-screen.html' title='Going to See Alex on the Ultrasound Screen Today...'/><author><name>Catherine Fleming</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03754157446697856776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-150309238921909645.post-1688421609143954351</id><published>2008-10-16T10:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-16T15:56:03.680-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Can't Get Much Bigger?</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257807728136936210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KA61qHlb3UE/SPd8RYzn2xI/AAAAAAAAACc/lU7GBVoZFsI/s320/DSC00578.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Eric has grown increasingly eager to take a picture of my belly, as neither of us can believe how big it's gotten in the past 2 - 3 wks. Here's a shot of me in Alex's new nursery this a.m., (above) compared to a shot of my belly last month (below).  By the way, you can see the cute decal of the tree from Land of Nod along w/other jungle creatures (from a store in Vancouver, B.C.). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257808392346920834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KA61qHlb3UE/SPd84DLn54I/AAAAAAAAACs/84Gz54ZcnSY/s320/!+8+months.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Sure seems like Alex is gaining some baby fat! :-)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/150309238921909645-1688421609143954351?l=seattlebebe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seattlebebe.blogspot.com/feeds/1688421609143954351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=150309238921909645&amp;postID=1688421609143954351' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/150309238921909645/posts/default/1688421609143954351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/150309238921909645/posts/default/1688421609143954351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seattlebebe.blogspot.com/2008/10/cant-get-much-bigger.html' title='Can&apos;t Get Much Bigger?'/><author><name>Catherine Fleming</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03754157446697856776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KA61qHlb3UE/SPd8RYzn2xI/AAAAAAAAACc/lU7GBVoZFsI/s72-c/DSC00578.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-150309238921909645.post-2120299453821975705</id><published>2008-10-06T22:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T22:10:22.103-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Practice Contractions</title><content type='html'>This Sunday, Eric &amp;amp; I were about 80 miles away from Seattle on a small trip.  running errands in preparation of the baby.  Sunday afternoon, as Eric drove, I got this sensation that my stomach was a giant toothpaste tube that was getting squeezed from the top.   Eric saw me grab my stomach &amp;amp; asked me if Alex was kicking.  I nodded because I didn't want to scare him.  Another hr would pass by, &amp;amp; I'd feel that squeezing sensation again.  Finally, I mentioned to Eric that I thought that I was having Braxton-Hicks (or "practice") contractions.  Eric grew visibly anxious &amp;amp; spoke loudly to my stomach,  "Alex, you need to stay in there for a few more weeks!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, after a few more hrs, the squeezing sensations went away.  Whew!  Both Eric &amp;amp; I sighed a big sigh of relief.  We can't wait to see Alex, but we just need a few more days to get things in order...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/150309238921909645-2120299453821975705?l=seattlebebe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seattlebebe.blogspot.com/feeds/2120299453821975705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=150309238921909645&amp;postID=2120299453821975705' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/150309238921909645/posts/default/2120299453821975705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/150309238921909645/posts/default/2120299453821975705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seattlebebe.blogspot.com/2008/10/practice-contractions.html' title='Practice Contractions'/><author><name>Catherine Fleming</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03754157446697856776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-150309238921909645.post-898577199278554209</id><published>2008-10-01T10:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T11:15:21.082-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Alexandra's Shower A Huge Success!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KA61qHlb3UE/SOO5uB4pU3I/AAAAAAAAABk/-ymjqg-zT1Y/s1600-h/baby+shower+gifts!.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252245790875276146" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KA61qHlb3UE/SOO5uB4pU3I/AAAAAAAAABk/-ymjqg-zT1Y/s320/baby+shower+gifts!.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh my! What a wonderful day we had this past Saturday! Eric &amp;amp; I were so touched with all of the friends &amp;amp; family who showed up, to help us celebrate the imminent arrival of our baby girl. Here are some pics from one of our guests (the one &amp;amp; only Karen Koehler).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KA61qHlb3UE/SOO9Ik5seaI/AAAAAAAAAB0/Vz1Br-gLcDc/s1600-h/!Me+%26+Eric+at+Baby+Shower.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252249545486399906" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="224" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KA61qHlb3UE/SOO9Ik5seaI/AAAAAAAAAB0/Vz1Br-gLcDc/s320/!Me+%26+Eric+at+Baby+Shower.jpg" width="276" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was a beautiful day, with plenty of sunshine &amp;amp; lots of delicious food (thanks to Natalie Daniels, Barry Shaw w/his delectable, homemade bagels, Rabih's yummy hummus &amp;amp; babagannouj, &amp;amp; Kirsten's cupcakes &amp;amp; fresh vegetables).  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank you all for coming!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KA61qHlb3UE/SOO6LRDnhOI/AAAAAAAAABs/6oP-7vD5kG8/s1600-h/Sept+27+me+at+baby+shower.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252246293164033250" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="346" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KA61qHlb3UE/SOO6LRDnhOI/AAAAAAAAABs/6oP-7vD5kG8/s320/Sept+27+me+at+baby+shower.jpg" width="273" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/150309238921909645-898577199278554209?l=seattlebebe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seattlebebe.blogspot.com/feeds/898577199278554209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=150309238921909645&amp;postID=898577199278554209' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/150309238921909645/posts/default/898577199278554209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/150309238921909645/posts/default/898577199278554209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seattlebebe.blogspot.com/2008/10/alexandras-shower-huge-success.html' title='Alexandra&apos;s Shower A Huge Success!'/><author><name>Catherine Fleming</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03754157446697856776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KA61qHlb3UE/SOO5uB4pU3I/AAAAAAAAABk/-ymjqg-zT1Y/s72-c/baby+shower+gifts!.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-150309238921909645.post-884127031465093348</id><published>2008-09-25T14:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-25T15:09:01.188-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome to Alex's First Blog</title><content type='html'>Welcome to Alex's first blog! True, she's still in utero, but her mother would like to set up the blog before Alex comes out into this world. Here, visitors can learn about the latest news regarding Alex's development &amp;amp; her mommy's health. After all, she's due in just a few short weeks...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You will also learn about Alex's mommy's important birthing plans &amp;amp; labor support, which are still in formation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some significant facts:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(1) Alex's baby shower is this Saturday @ 1 pm, at Rabih's &amp;amp; Barry's house. Alex's wonderful aunt, Kirsten, has been planning this event for weeks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(2) Rabih &amp;amp; Kirsten form Catherine's (Alex's mommy) labor support group. (More on this later.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(3) One of the guests will not be able to make it to the shower because she had her beautiful baby girl this Monday! Heidi had Chloe Sabine on Monday. Chloe weighed 6 lbs &amp;amp; 7 ozs at birth. Congratulations Heidi &amp;amp; Kevin!!   Alex can't wait to meet Chloe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(4) A few weeks ago, Alex measured at approximately 4.5 pounds at her ultrasound, which is at the 54 precentile for all babies at their 33rd week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(5) Catherine had a great OB/GYN appointment this past Tuesday: Her tummy has grown 2 cms since the last visit (2 wks ago). &amp;amp; Alex's heartbeat was 148/min (healthy).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/150309238921909645-884127031465093348?l=seattlebebe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seattlebebe.blogspot.com/feeds/884127031465093348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=150309238921909645&amp;postID=884127031465093348' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/150309238921909645/posts/default/884127031465093348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/150309238921909645/posts/default/884127031465093348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seattlebebe.blogspot.com/2008/09/welcome-to-alexs-first-blog.html' title='Welcome to Alex&apos;s First Blog'/><author><name>Catherine Fleming</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03754157446697856776</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
