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Ava had her two-month appointment today. She passed, and got "inspected by doctor #43523" stamped on her forehead. The doctor and I nerded out over her growth chart graphs, which looked great. She's 10 lbs 1 oz and 24 inches long - for those charting along at home.


Ava laughs now, and not just while sleeping anymore. It totally sounds like Marge Simpson giggling.

It.

Is.

Awesome!!

Things that make her 'go marge' include:
(a) making funny sounds while gently tapping her nose (only a 1% success rate, but totally worth 99 failures for 1 success)

(b) the moment before she is about to start nursing (which I am hoping is a giggle of happiness and anticipation... not something I should take as a response to an anatomical punchline)

(c) funny faces (but there is a line between funny and disturbing...)

(d) the mobile (the repetitious, slow circle of the mobile is a grim metaphor for life, but its juxtaposition with cheerful music makes her chuckle at the irony... you see, she's going through this sort of existential thing, wearing black turtleneck onesies and watching pretentious foreign films like "Bebe Einstein"...and....wait... no, she just likes the bright colors. My mistake.)

(e) 'cause unknown' - random laughs at seemingly nothing at all. One theory is that she has a funny and heartwarming internal monologue from her adult self playing in her head - you know, like in The Wonder Years. Maybe she sometimes has a laugh over the wry and nostalgic commentary of life in 2010. It's kitschy fun to remember 2010! Look at how big our computers are and how small our shoulder pads are and how absent our personal jet packs are...er...were...

Crap.

You know what? I'm trying to wrap my mind around the appropriate tense to use in discussing this... and I think I pulled something. Can you sprain your brain?? Ouch. How do I even Ace bandage this? Fred Savage, this is all your fault!!!!


No pictures or video for this post. Barely any real words either. Or complete sentences. If you have any questions or complaints regarding this post, please send an e-mail to our director of customer service, Cow. Since she is a very busy customer care rep, you may not get a response. Also she is a cat. Your comments are important, but so is staring out the window and, frankly, there is a squirrel out there... so ... yeah. She won't write back.

I promise more coherence and visual aids in the next post.