Week 13-July14-July 20-You are discovering your hands. You wave them in front of your face for what seems like hours, (it is probably just minutes). Your right fist is now usually inside of your mouth and when it is not, your little hands are intertwined with each other. You are also holding onto your toys more and your blankets. You bring the blankets up to your mouth to suck on. It is really cute, but I have to watch out to make sure that you are not eating fuzz! Kumi came into town this week and the three of us went shopping and then brought home some take out. You were wide awake! You didn't go to sleep until 10:30. Usually you are down between 6:30 to 7:00. You loved Kumi; you kept smiling and looking at her, and she loved you right back! You are so happy these days, rarely do you cry. You love being held with your back to my tummy, so you can see out. You are starting to be wary of people you do not know. If they want to hold you, you cry.

This week was full of errands, and so we went to the DMV so I could change the name on my license from Kopple to Nedelin. We also went to one of my mom's properties, to get some photographs out of my storage. While there, we saw an old aquaintance, Danny Pulley. She tickled you and you were smiling, smiling, smiling! Before I knew it, she kissed you on your neck. At the time, I thought, "Well, we're friends and I need to chill out on the whole people touching you thing", but what do you know, two days later you came down with your first cold. AAAUUUGGGHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! SO ANNOYED! A-that you are sick and B-your pure, untainted body is now contaminated with someone else's disgusting germs. You woke me up in the middle of the night with your snoring. I freaked out, tried to suction your nostrils out with that bulb thing, which made you cough, and then called my dad at 3 in the morning to see if I should take you to the emergency room. After explaining all of the symptoms, he said you should be fine, but I was up half the night making sure you were able to breathe. Babies cannot breathe out of their mouths, so if their noses are stuffed, it is potentially dangerous. The next day, Sunday, I brought you over to my parents' house so my dad could listen to your chest and make sure you were alright. You were, and still are! He did tease me for being so concerned over something so small, but I didn't mind. He understood how a new mother feels about her infant!

You are really empathetic to my emotions. If I am looking at you seriously, that is how you look back at me. If I look at you worriedly, you give me the lip (too cute!), and if I smile or laugh with you, you smile, smile, smile right back! I love it, your precious faces. We are working on laughing and saying mama! You are absolutely perfect! I love you!