Happy Thanksgiving!!

Muggin' for the Camera

Sleeping next to Mommy

Sydney's New Hair-do

Sad Day

Our friend Floyd passed away today. I met Floyd in the hospital when we first moved to Cuyahoga Falls. We spent time together as Georgia and I visited him those days. For some reason he always referred to me as "Sid." His daughter Beth asked him why and he didn't really have an answer. Apparently, I looked more like a "Sid" than a "Chris." Well we all have laughed about that and in the days before Sydney was born, that became the joking and then serious name we were considering. I guess you could say that Floyd helped name our daughter.

Floyd never got to see her in person. He had taken sick not long after she was born and had been in the hospital for several weeks. We took pictures up so he could see her, though. I'm sure she would have loved him.

Unhappy Sydney

Sydney has been particularly unhappy when I (chris) hold her lately. Needless to say, Saturday it upset me enough that I shaved my beard to try to make her happy. I think that means she's spoiled already!!

Sydney at work with her Daddy

First Snow

Aunt Christa's Sweater

Sporting the All-Stars

A Little Smile

Sleeping, again

8 Week Checkup

24 inches long.
9 lb. 4 oz.
3 shots
2 upset parents
1 red-faced, screaming baby

All is well. Sydney got over the shots much more quickly than her parents did. So we bought her some clothes to assuage our guilt at causing her pain. Of course, she was sleeping and had no idea we were trying to buy her forgiveness. Just as well, I suppose . . .

Eight Weeks Old

Sleeping