September 30-October 7

Last Friday I had the 10 week ultrasound for baby number 2.  It's amazing how much ultrasound technology has improved in just a few years.  The office got new equipment between the 10 week and 20 week ultrasounds for Olivia, and the change in quality is amazing when you compare this most recent one with Olivia's first.  Olivia was a little jelly bean with a blinking heartbeat.  This was a discernible baby with kicking feet and waving arms.  Go here to see Olivia's 10 week ultrasound (for comparison).

Last Saturday we were home on the weekend for the first time in a month.  We went to check out a few local garage sales and lucked out big time at the first one, which was a collection of all the baby stuff that one couple had gathered from all their children and grandchildren.  We got a nice (long-sleeved) winter dress, a couple of long sleeved shirts, and a coat for Olivia.  The coat might be too big this year since it's a 4T, but it will fit next year!

Saturday afternoon we went to yet another wedding.  3 points if you know the total number of weddings we've attended since our own.  Here's a hint: This was only the second wedding in which neither Bryan nor I was a participant.

Olivia walks all the time now!  Her arms are still up in the air most of the time, raised in a perpetual surrender to an unseen enemy.  She has little use for crawling, though, and happily stomps around the house all day.  She does seem a bit sad at times with her inability to go faster.

Friday I discovered 2 molars in Olivia's mouth.  One had just barely broken through and could have come in that day.  The other has obviously been there for a while.  I'd feel worse about not noticing if checking for molars didn't come with the risk of losing fingers.

My two orchestras (Monday and Thursday nights) are playing one of the same pieces this concert period.  Luckily, I like the piece, so I generally don't mind rehearsing it twice a week.  It's a little interesting trying to remember which conductor wants what, though.  It took me a while to figure out that I was playing the same piece twice, because one is Dvorak's Symphony No. 4 in G Major and the other is Dvorak's Symphony No. 8 in G Major.  Different names means different music, right?  Wrong.  It turns out that Dvorak stole an entire symphony from himself.  Actually, as it turns out, there is another Symphony No. 4 (in d minor), but Dvorak suppressed his earliest symphonies because he didn't think they stylistically matched his later works.  Because of this, the later symphonies were traditionally known by lower numbers, and it just so happens that Symphony No. 8's traditional number was 4 until we learned that there were earlier works and had to reorder the whole mess.  You learn something every day.

More Pictures:
I got to see another vehicle roll over its odometer.  Unfortunately, the digital one isn't nearly as cool:

 This is how all the cool kids talk on the phone:

I got my violin out to play some things and then Olivia tried it.  She didn't care for the bow.

 We had a campfire Friday night.  Though she doesn't look it, Olivia was actually very impressed: