Those toes!

Sabina's baptism

This weekend I renounced satan and partook of the body and blood of JC, and in more mundane matters, had brunch with the joint Kincaid-Li clan, and also, it isn't a post on the nymiscellany blog (apparently) without a photo of a cute baby (who taught herself to crawl since the last time I saw her!) in someone's lap:

Sabina time

What I did last weekend:

Holidays in the burbs

Claud and Eleanor hosted Christmas this year, and I got to meet Sabina finally! Aurally, she's channeling Darth Vader or maybe a pack-a-day piglet, because she's crazy congested, and apparently it's a learned skill to blow snot out of your nose, or also to suck it in. So she's a very crusty and heavy breather right now because all the snot just sits in her nostrils and about every five breaths she'll inadvertently let out a snort, and every so often she also blows snot bubbles out of her nostrils. She's really taking full advantage of that window in life where whatever you do, no matter how disgusting, the world thinks it's the cutest thing ever.

We visited the pediatrician and she said she's pretty sure the eyes are gonna stay blue! Also, at just over four months she weighs in at a whopping 16.4 pounds, putting her in the 99th percentile for her age/size; I'm looking forward to getting her hand me downs starting sometime around next year...