Hearts

We're still working with Lyla on what "smile for the camera" means. In fewer than three months she will be the flower girl in Jen and Jason's wedding, so we have precious little time. Of course, in my official capacity as special assistant to the flower girl (word is out as to whether I'll get props in the program), it will be my job, among other things, to jump around like an ape during photo time so this little girl smiles for real.

Julie and I left Grand Marais at 6:45 this morning after one more quick stop at World's Best Donuts, whose walk-up window opens at 4:30 AM, God bless them. We had the road mostly to ourselves and arrived home around 11:15, just in time to interrupt Lyla's nap. She was pleased to see us, although once Grandma left, all she really wanted was for Grandma to come back.

So then we went to the doctor for Julie's 12-week appointment. In the car we talked about hearts and reviewed with Lyla where the heart is located on your body and what it sounds like. Then in the doctor's office, we listened to the heart of the baby in Mama's belly, and it sounded like thunder.

P.S. There's now a photo at the bottom of Saturday's post if you're interested. It's of Lyla copping a 'tude.