there was a little girl who had a little curl...

But, of course, with this little one, the second part of the rhyme is completely innacurate. We're starting to figure each other out; last night, she slept from about 11pm until 8am, only waking twice to be changed and nurse. God is truly merciful.

The other big news of the day is that we've successfully caught our first pee! We practiced Elimination Communication with Tristan and knew that we would with Ellie, to eventually avoid nasty toddler poo dipes, if for no other reason. We've been having her undiapered and making the "sss" cueing sound from time to time since birth. After a nap this afternoon, I held her over a prefold and cued and she peed right away! Wow. Hope it wasn't a fluke.

By the way, if this blog seems to have suddenly become image-heavy, that's because it has started being frequented by adoring grandparents (who are, like all visitors here, very much welcome and encouraged to leave comments!).

Little curl girl:





And an eager Papa-in-Training (after 'breastfeeding' his baby on my nursing pillow):