This past Saturday we brought our new daughter Paige home. While she had grown attached to Molly's recovery room and her friends in the nursery, she agreed that it was time to see where she'd be spending the next few years of her life (at least until the housing market improves).If sleeping is a sign of happiness, Paige was definitely thrilled to be in her new home. She was greeted by Grandad Heironimus and later met her Granny Lynch. Both seemed to like their new granddaughter, and promised to buy her anything she ever wants whenever she wants it.
On Sunday Paige met her 5 Heironimus cousins out at Grandad's place in Leesburg. At first they seemed wary of the newcomer, but eventually warmed up to Paige after she charmed them with her quick wit and candid demeanor. Here is a video of all the grandkids with their grandad: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=11oPCbW7dx4
Lately Paige has been trying to master the art of eating and sleeping. She seems to grasp the two concepts individually, but has yet to understand when to do which one. Also, she cries. A lot. In the middle of the night. Granted this did not come to a surprise to us, but it's still tough to anticipate and prepare for. Needless to say, we find ourselves napping whenever and wherever we get a chance. Which can be dangerous in heavy traffic, but I've been pretty good at restricting my naps to red lights and the occassional stop sign.
We've posted some more pictures:
http://picasaweb.google.com/mollyuva/PaigeTaylorArrives
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