Tomorrow I get to buy the plane ticket that will fly me and the littlest Hiscock down to New Mexico. I'm pretty sure that it's been over a year since I've gotten to visit my family at their place in the tarantula flatlands, but the time has finally rolled around again! It's going to be a pretty short visit, since I don't want Jared to shrivel up and disappear from lack of baby kisses and smiles. We're just going for a short fast here, not an all out starvation kick. My family is over the moon about the trip. They haven't seen Ryann in person since she was about 3 weeks old, so they're looking forward to playing with her.
Ryann's newest development is working on rolling over and stuffing everything in her mouth. She has actually rolled over twice, but both times were on a slight downhill, so we're not counting those as actual firsts. As for the stuffing of the mouth, she has progressed from simply stuffing her fist which is holding the item to actually being able to stuff the item in her mouth. Luckily she can't quite grab things yet, she still relies on us putting things into her little fist for her. The dustbunnies are safe for a bit longer.
This last week I've been OD-ing on lovely, beautiful 'nutrients' (that was to be said with a ridiculous rolling of the 'r', a la Nacho Libre) thanks to my new favorite, roasted beets, yams, and onions. Ah! The delectability! Ah! The scrumtiocity! Ah! It's grrrrrrrrrrrreat! And quite good for us too.