Inga is nestled in the corner of my chair, drifting off to sleep. We're leaving tomorrow morning for my older sister's wedding in Washington D.C. Zari is super excited to wear her new "wedding dress," as she calls it. She and Inga and all of her girl cousins have matching dresses--cute ones that you can actually wear in places besides a wedding.
Inga is such a fun, smiley, zen baby. She does fuss occasionally, but as long as she's tended to (either nursed, diaper changed, played with, or put down for a nap) she's really content. Her latest fascination is staring at the ceiling fan as it turns around. She also loves being talked to. If you take your eyes off her, she gets upset and starts squawking. But as soon as you face her again and start talking (or cooing, or making random noises) she smiles and babbles right back. She stores most of her fat on her chin and cheeks. So cute! Her new hair is growing in, and I'm curious to see what color it will be. Her original hair is a reddish auburn. Like my other children, she has a widow's peak, but hers is off-center. I love these little quirks of genetics.
I hope my poison ivy rash calms down. It's all over my arms, ankles, backs of my knees, on my neck, behind my ear, and even on both breasts. Believe me, I definitely did not garden in the nude--I had long pants on, in fact--so don't ask me how poison ivy got there. Itchy itchy itchy...
Oh, and what would a wedding be without wedding slings? All of the bridesmaids with babies (which is 4 of us) have matching silk dupioni slings. I made three and my youngest sister made the fourth. Pictures coming when I get back home!
Off to get both of us to bed. I'm so excited for this weekend!