Megan, that is. We went for her check-up today and everything is good. She weighed 9 lbs 15.5 oz. So far her doctor has said how cute she is at every visit. Either she really means it, or she just tells everyone that. You can judge for yourself. She smiles a lot and if you know how to coo at her, she will coo back. It makes us smile. Especially when Alyssa gets in front of her and talks to her like I do. “Meeegan… hiiiii ” Most of the time Megan sits in her chair or on the floor while we go about the day. But don’t get me wrong, her grandmothers hold her plenty when they visit. She watches Baby Mozart and just likes to stare at her hands or toys. However, I am still surprised at how her changing table can make her smile. Even when she is fussy, if I lay her down to change her, she immediately looks up, towards the wall, and begins smiling. You want my take? I have decided that that is where she sees her brother. It was his room after all. I think that is where she connects with Noah, and that is why she smiles. Good thought anyway, right?

With Thanksgiving over, we are preparing for Christmas. All of the Eller family was in town this weekend and it was nice to be together again. Ethan hung the lights outside and now he says it is my turn to do the inside. Well, he could probably care less, but when I asked him to help with the tree, he said, I did the outside you do the inside. Fair, I guess. So as soon as I get some time, I will unpack the 7 boxes sitting in my foyer.