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Towards the end of our time in Minnesota, Linnaea figured out how to stick out her tongue. She only spent a couple of days on this new trick before combining it with her newfound ability to bring things to her mouth for exploration. She doesn’t quite have the hang of grabbing things yet, but if you place an object in her hand, she’ll usually bring it straight up to her mouth and feel around for a bit. She’s also able to hang on to things for quite a while. A couple of days ago, she held her rattle for about half an hour, during which time I changed her diaper and carried her around a bit.

Coming soon: pics & video (oooooh) of the above.

Also: I’ve posted an email address in the sidebar (incidentally, new links periodically show up there as well). We’ll be keeping relevant email sent to bubblesplat@gmail.com for Linnaea (and whomever else we may wind up writing about here) to read someday, but feel free to send other correspondence or feedback you’d rather not post as a blog comment.

What a happy mother I am. Linnaea’s first encounter with football: watching the Chiefs trample the Jets. Life is good.

It’s growth spurt time! Linnaea’s been demanding food every three hours or so, around the clock for the last day or so, and the food supply is playing catch-up. Many, many diapers and a tired mother result. I count it a blessing that this started after we got home from vacation!

We’re back from a wonderful week at Kabekona. Linnaea was great in the air (the two-year-old sitting behind us on our last flight made her (and us) look really good) & on the ground (grandparents are the best babysitters). I’m sure you’d rather look at pictures than read my jibber-jabber, though, so here you go:

Lifejacket? Right.

Bathing suit cuteness from Portugal (Thanks, Nana!):

The waking-up face:

With Nana & Duke (AKA the Duck of Death):

With new best friend, Adam:

Pater introducing Linnaea to the Malmborg rock bass:

Hello, rock bass.

Queen over all the lake:

We decided it would be a good idea to take Linnaea for a wade in the lake:

She found the experience rather… startling:

Oops.

It doesn’t get any better:

Until next year…

Home again, home again, jiggety jig.

Tomorrow: Kabekona! Can’t wait can’t wait can’t wait to be there. The getting-there bits that have us trapped with a screaming baby in a metal tube thousands of feet up in the air should be interesting, but hopefully not too interesting. Anyhow, we’ll be back to post in a week or so, maybe even with baby-at-the-lake pictures.

For those interested, here‘s a detailed “Lake Assessment Program” report. The Rev. Alexander Malmborg mentioned on page 8 of the report is Linnaea’s great-great-grandfather, the (Rev.) Hal Malmborg on page 7 her great-grandfather.