Week 3

Turns out that we are totally in love with Iris. We've been at home with her for 3 weeks now and still marvel at every little snarfle, cry, and coo. Due to her loud and dinosaur-like sleeping sounds, Bob's nicknamed her Irisaurus. She seems to be getting more comfortable with life outside the womb and beginning to have a better sense of self (i.e., yep, those things bonking me in the face are MY hands). This week she enjoyed her first real bath (Ralph helped), her first happy hour by the lake (despite the car starting on fire on the way there!), and dancing to The Beatles with her dad (see video below). Grandma Carol and Grandpa Jim arrive tomorrow for a week-long visit and we look forward to introducing her to them.