Sorta like a new car.
She even has that new baby smell....you know, spit up and soiled diapers.
Yesterday morning she giggled for the first time. Giggled! I don't think she meant to do it, and I may have scared her a bit with my "Holy crap!" reaction....
So last night she decided to do it again. You know, at 2 AM.
She tried and tried. Ummm...until about 5 AM.
Problem is, I refuse to acknowledge any creature in the middle of the night, I don't care how cute it is.
Spouse refused to acknowledge her too. Her smiling, cooing, kicking, arm flailing self went completely ignored.
For 3 hours.
In the middle of the night.
Instead Spouse and I starred at each other while she flailed between us.
We didn't say a word. We just looked accusingly at each other.... "It is your fault she is this cute" looks on our faces.
This morning both Spouse and I are dying....dying we are so tired.
Which for me, is a very dangerous prospect indeed.
Resale value of just a little bit less then yesterday.
We did however realize in our non-sleeping states we may have made a mistake on her name.
You know how toddlers pronounce 'R' and 'L' as 'W'?
That would make her "Wiwey"
"Hewwo, I'm, Wiwey (Suwname)!"