Because it's hard to say no to Amy and Brooke, here are more pictures of Jill. (And because I think she's stinkin' cute.)
Jill is not quite up to speed yet on the whole camera timer concept. I told her to count to 10 and then smile, but the disobedience has apparently already begun. I'll still keep her though. ;)
She's not quite sure yet what she thinks about the camera. She's a little suspicious.
Life is going well for my little family. Jeffrey went back to work on Thursday, so today is my second day of being home alone with Jill. It's been going pretty great. All it has really meant is that she has to cry more often, because there are no longer two people to entertain her. She is not a fan of diaper changes—at all. So, usually one will change her while the other holds her pacifier in and tries to console her. Now she just cries. I really need to get a sling or backpack or something though. I pretty much just walk around with her doing everything with one hand (opening pill bottles appears to be impossible to do with one hand by the way), and my arms are getting really, really sore.
Who knew that six pounds could be so tiring?
Jilly Bean and Daddy