You know people have been telling us for a while that it will all go really fast. That she's small and tiny and incapable of holding her head up now, but that pretty soon she'll be in college, having her own baby, and holding her own head up. It didn't really seem possible back when she was just 3 or 4 weeks. But now she's creeping up on 7 weeks, she's growing, more up and down recently than left and right, and can pretty much hold her head up. She's even laughing at predictable and reproduceable things (see below). Suzanne and I now find ourselves mourning the loss of her babyhood. Of course we're really looking forward to talking with her and getting to know her in different ways as she gets older, and she still can only just barely turn over on her side, but it does seem to be going fast. When she visibly grows every day, it's not hard to feel like it's going too fast. I've been telling Suzanne that that's how they get you (I'm not sure who the they is--it's either babies or, like, God). It's really difficult at first, you get no sleep, you rarely leave the house, it's hard to have people over because you can only talk with people in 20 minute bursts, you can't really play games anymore unless your friends are extraordinarily patient as they wait for you to be able to resume, even watching a whole movie in one sitting is a toss-up, but, and this is a big but, they are indescribably sweet, you don't have to watch movies because for some reason watching a baby do nothing is better than watching any movie, even ones with Brad Pitt, while having a baby fall asleep on you is one of the sweetest things you can ever experience as you are bathed in the blinding glow of their cuteness, and becausee making one laugh is like 10 times that. All I'm saying is that if you're reading this blog in 4 years and you hear or see news of another baby, remember this post.