Cabin, no fever

It's been super-cold in NYC, and Thalia hasn't left the house since Saturday. She doesn't seem to mind, and she's been getting her Vitamin D in liquid form.

I think Thalia might be a lefty. She's not exactly reaching for things yet, but when I dangle objects in front of her it's her left arm that tends to hurtle up.

Bryan got her a CBGB's onesie.



The club may be gone--didja know Bryan organized one of the last shows ever there??--but the merch lives on. Thalia was there, in utero, to see the Avengers. She kicked a lot in her amniotic mosh pit.

Luckily it's a medium, because Thalia is outgrowing her newborn clothes. Also note the fetching double chin.