Good Vs. Evil

For several weeks now one of the top questions I have been asked about Hadley is "is she a good baby?". I find that a really funny question. I know what people are really meaning when they say that. I know they don't really mean 'is she a good baby, or does she rack up a cell phone bill the likes of which have been nearing the national debt?' or 'is she a good sleeper, or does she wake you up practicing her numchuk skills against the cat at 2 in the morning?'.

Nevertheless, it's just not a way I would phrase a question, and I always have to think for a minute before answering.

"Is she a good baby?"

Why yes, it was just yesterday she was telling me how it was time that she was awake less at night in order to give me the much needed rest I so crave and deserve. Right after she paid the bills and helped take out the recycling. Good doesn't even begin to describe her.

In all seriousness though, she is a "good" baby. Her tummy issues are slowly calming down, she is finding less evening discomfort, and the evenings are a bit more relaxing. She continues to eat like a champion and I look forward to her two month checkup next Monday to see how much she weighs and all of the other good statistics, while I dread the two month vaccinations. She is getting very smiley and happy, and while she loves to be held, she has also started to do these weird tummy crunches to try to sit up. I think she needs to see what her sisters are doing (or she is learning to have all eyes on the ready for when Clara comes near so she can be prepared....)

Good baby, yes, very good baby.