Zeke has been feeling a bit under-represented on this blog of late. He wanted me to let you know that he gets baths too. In fact, sometimes he requests a bath specifically by frolicking in the swampy, muddy waters of Glen Canyon.

But he doesn’t have a fancy whale tub to have a bath in.

He just gets stuck in the shower.

So he doesn’t have to be happy about it.

Nope. Not one bit.

As Mama prepares to go back to work next week she’s been getting a little help from her friends taking care of Fiona. Auntie Brynne has been a star helping out and sharing all kinds of love with our little lady:

This weekend we took Fiona to Russian River for a little wine tasting with some friends.

Fiona apparently is a very wise little lady as she was so kind as to look mighty tipsy for our wine country pics: *

* Never fear — All looks of severe intoxication are completely natural and produced without any alcoholic consumption on the part of the baby. **

** No such promises are made by any adults present.

Fiona has been making such strides towards mastering the complicated arts of holding up her head and straightening her legs that we thought we would give sitting a try.

She took the task very seriously at first:

But as with all things Fiona that didn’t last too long. Timber!

Up until now Fiona has always seemed so teeny tiny but all of a sudden she’s busting-out-of-her-newborn-clothes big. I guess all of those feeds must be working their magic.

It really hit home when she visited her new six-week-old friend Amiya this week.

Introducing the jolly fat kid (stage left):

 

You can just see Amiya thinking “what is SHE drinking?”