We're a week late with Finley's ten month picture, which
seems to be the story of our lives these days. Her nine month doctor's
appointment was this week, too. (She's healthy as a horse, if on the low end of
the weight charts. She eats like one too, so we're not worried.)
We're feeling a little rat race-y these days, with Seth
back in school and Finley keeping us up nights. We're in sleep training hell
and her aversion to sleep has become almost violent. Luckily we know it's a
phase, and we're determined to persevere. Otherwise the sight of our precious
baby thrashing like one possessed the instant her eyes start to droop
(presumably to ward off impending sleep) would have already prompted the
oft-threatened sale to the gypsies. We're currently taking turns sitting by her
crib at night while she screeches and tries to climb out of her crib, meaning
that at least one of us is a zombie every day and our evenings mostly consist
of trying to keep our eyes open long enough to get Finley in her crib for round
1.
I was lucky enough to escape for a (super quick) break
last weekend, and spent just over 24 hours in Austin for Steph's bachelorette
weekend. Seth had reinforcements, Finley got to snuggle with Grandma Jayne, and
I got a blissful afternoon on Lake Travis and a trip to Rudy's BBQ. It was
worth the whirlwind trip and 6am flight, plus I was home in time to enjoy part
of Labor Day weekend. We took Finley to the driving range, where she excelled at mini golf.
We were bummed to see Jayne go, and Finley had to bid a
sad goodbye to Ana & Ata too. Rough week all around.
Although there were some high points. I came out on the
resident CGSC list, which means I should be able to opt for an LL.M. the first
year we're at West Point, thereby avoiding complete career suicide as a result of
the move. Plus, it's a nice back pat to be on the selectee list.
And Finley discovered chicken enchiladas. Needless to
say, they were a hit.
My favorite photos of the week: finally big enough to ride
on Dad's shoulders. And obviously delighted by it.
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