Guess Who's Coming to Dinner?

It's Hunter! In anticipation of participating in the Thanksgiving meal, Hunter snacked on cereal mixed with breast milk. Man, did she ever know what to do! She has been watching us eat with rapt attention lately and mom's little mimic was pretty darn civilized at her first meal. Papa thought feeding her was a hoot and is encouraging me to get a life outside the home now that he can feed our mini boo.

Stay tuned! Tomorrow we will try a green vegetable in St.Paul, MN where we will be spending the holiday with Jason's family.

The Twins and Other Such Foppery

People randomly ask me what Hunter's sign is, which I find highly bizarre because I always thought people only ever followed horoscopes to explain away bad behavior in their romantic partners. A sweet lady in the grocery store let us know that Hunter is in fact, a Gemini. The twins. Well, we have seen signs of that. Exhibit A:

And a moment later, Exhibit B (note the coveted Missoni for Target suit compliments of Aunt Angel):

A glimpse of the adorableness that Hunter employs to sneak into our bed at unreasonable hours:

And finally, a snap of her fooling around in her own bed (in a vintage Gymboree sweater):

Our girl has been making a vociferous effort at language. Words or no, she is making her feelings known. She is absolutely present at all times, and while we may not yet be debating the impact of such hot topics as increased "media screen time" on social behavior, we are definitely communicating, which I think is just dandy.