She's growing like a weed!

Can you believe Harper is already too big to wear size nb clothes? For reference, just look at how big she is compared to that elephant!

P.S. Harper, would you consider sharing your chew toys with Amos and me? We promise we won't destroy them...

Happy 4th of July!

Amos and I find this holiday somewhat unnerving.  Lots of loud noises.  Lots of big colorful explosions in the sky.  Harper doesn't seem to mind the festivities.

Wrapped around her little finger...

Well, not quite.  I was going to say Harper seems like she has Michael wrapped around her little finger.  But, as this photographic evidence demonstrates, Harper is wrapped around Michael's index and ring fingers.  Well played, Harper.  Well played.

Harper is 7 weeks old!

...in dog years.  In dog weeks?

Harper's first vet appointment

Did you know babies don't go to the vet? They go to something called a pediatrician. Noted. 

So Harper's first pediatrician appointment was this morning. She checked out a-ok! She's back to her birth weight (7 lbs, 15 oz) and as a special treat, enjoyed her first trip to Target with Beth. 

A new sheriff in town

Amos and I have accepted there is a new sheriff in town.  It was pretty clear when Beth forgot to let us back inside last night. Truth be told, it was kind of nice to sleep under the stars on a nice summer night. Back to the sheriff, check out those guns! Get it? Guns? Like biceps? Because Harper looks like she's flexing?

I've been replaced...

...as Beth's favorite photography subject.  Amos too.  Looks like that honor is now Harper's.

Or the nest of baby birds in hydrangea tree outside.

But mostly Harper.  Especially when she's relaxing with Michael.