Ms. Fasu

This blog is dedicated to our beloved Ms. Fasu. She was born on January 9th and since then, our lives have been wonderful, even though quite tiring at times. In this blog we will attempt to update you, her devoted fans, on the Fasu's progress and new tricks. She is full of both. We hope this blog will add light and laughter to your life, as Fasu did to ours. Enjoy.

Tuesday, July 04, 2006

Happy 4th of July

Check out the young ladies wearing matching outfits. How cute is that! Thank you for the cool clothes. Red is my favorite color.



Today is the US's Independence Day and Fasu celebrated the event with a parade. It was really nice to hang out with other young, and so cool moms and to do something totally new with the Fasu. It felt so good to be one of those women with a baby stroller. I always wanted to be one. And I think the Fasu really enjoyed seeing so many people, doggies, and even one horse. I just love how our neighborhood is so friendly. People were cheering and waving flags from their front lawns and everyone was wearing red white and blue.


I have to admit though, I was thinking about all those soldiers currently in Iraq. I think after this war is said and done, a lot of people will feel a lot more cynical about this holiday. It’s the same thing that had happened in Israel. Being a patriot is a lot easier when things are good.

Going back to happier things....The rest of the day was quite uneventful….We did start practicing sitting down using a technique Meryl showed me. The Fasu was not too keen on it. Progress on the sitting situation will be provided soon.

As I was writing this post, I heard the fireworks outside and I think that what woke the Fasu up. Anyway, I took her outside to show her the fireworks and she got so scared. She did that face when she gets insulted and started to cry. I tried one more time but got the same response eventhough I was acting very cheerfully and tried to explain to her that this is a good thing. She was not convinced. So we returned home, nursed a little and she went back to bed. God willing, there's always next year.

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