Sam, Frida and I finally found a pumpkin patch at the 3rd farm we drove to-- outdated website on the first and incorrect recommendation on the second. It was beautiful, though, and we had just enough time to wander unhurriedly through the fields and find two pumpkins, schlep them back up the hill-- no small feat w/Frida in the sling, once Sam announced that the smaller pumpkin he'd chosen for F. was too heavy for him-- and pay for them before zipping back home to meet Sam's babysitter so J. and I could go on a date. With Frida. But she mostly slept through it, and the rest of the time she didn't mind that we were talking over her head.
Frida's stats, as of Friday's 2-month checkup:
10 lbs 11 oz (tracking at 50th percentile, and also nearly 5 lbs less than Sam weighed at this age!!)
23" (at about the 75th percentile; I can't remember Sam's length at this age)
I love that newborn sleepy portability that makes dates with baby almost as easy (and in some ways more delicious) than dates without. We have recently entered the non-stop-move-and-explore phase, leaving such dates behind for good, alas.
ReplyDeleteoh yes-- I am well aware that these days/dates are limited! and while we could take turns wrangling one squirmy kid while the other of us ate, I can't imagine wrangling 2 kids, even if one is mostly non-squirmy, so our going-out-to-eat-as-a-family days might be numbered as well...
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