Adrienne's New Zoo Revue

Adrienne went into the wilds of the Los Angeles Zoo with her parents and Jeremy and Carrie for a combo Valentine's Day+Jeremy's birthday+JR's birthday outing. Nothing too gross or weird to speak of, just a whole lotta walking and one baby trying to get a good view at all of these strange beasts. Some highlights:

Playing with perspectives. Jeremy tries to lay one on a camel. We won't speak of what Carrie did to a baboon's butt.

A baby and her monkey friends.

Everything is better upside down--even the zoo.

Taking a break from all of that walking.

Cracker break.

The requisite group shot. Ironically, next to a fake animal.

Baby's First Baseball Game

Maura is from the east, JR is from the west. So when the Red Sox faced off against the Dodgers in a near-historic pre-season game we just had to go (we went to the game the day after the actual historic event). It was the perfect opportunity for Adrienne's first ballgame as well--and the chance for her to break in the pink Sox and Dodgers outfits we had purchased for her last season (yes, before she was even born).


The first questions was, "What to wear?" Her mom decided that it would be a Red Sox outfit first (with a Dodger hat). And if she pooped through that, then the Dodger outfit would be used as a backup.


During the ten-minute drive to the stadium, Adrienne said in no uncertain terms, "This Red Sox outfit is great...for me to poop on!" And she did just that--she blew right threw it before we parked the car.


After a quick change in the backseat, Adrienne was transformed into a full Angeleno and was ready to represent.


Adrienne was a champ and in a great mood the entire time. We stayed through the whole game--which is more than most Angelenos who like to clear out around the seventh inning.


She didn't quite grasp the concept of the seventh inning stretch. Instead, she took a third inning nap.


There were snacks to be had.


There were commemorative cups to chew on.


There were more pictures to take.


And, just like most of our adventures, it ended like this.



Not enough cuteness? See the whole day with the slide show above.

New Year's Eve 2007

Here's what you do when it's New Year's Eve and you have a three-month old (WARNING: gross baby poop picture below):


Bust out the Martinelli's Sparkling Cider (grape). Yum!


Get that baby into something cute and in her swing.


Enjoy some takeout Thai food from around the corner.


Change the poopiest diaper of 2007.


Pose for the big moment (9 pm PT, by the way, in case you're from child protective services).

Baby's (Ecological) Footprint

We know, we know, we're not going au naturale with the reusable diapers. Man, this whole baby thing is a little bit about survival. And throwing those stink bombs down the Diaper Champ hatch is one of the best feelings a parent could have.



As you can see from this third bag of waste during her first week at home, Adrienne's ecological footprint is about the size of three of Shaq's sneakers. Once she has some control of her neck, her fontanelles fill in and she can handle a shovel, she swears she'll plant a tree (or fifteen) to make up for this.