The Pierce Family: Kinsley Update

Friday, September 5, 2008

Kinsley Update

Kinsley recently had a doctors appointment and now weighs 9 pounds 1 ounce and is 21 3/4 inches long.

She loves to smile and she has the cutest frown! Eric and I always laugh when she pouts and frowns at us. The other day she would smile and laugh and the next minute she would be frowning. We think she will be quite the drama queen. She also started rolling from her stomach onto her back... I have a video of her doing it... but I haven't figured out how to put it on the blog yet... =)

7 comments:

Femme Facetious said...: Oh the cuteness! I can hardly stand it. That frown is adorable :D; September 5, 2008 at 1:37 PM
The Gracie Jones blog said...: she's getting so grown up! Her little smile is adorable, and sad to say it, her frown is sooo cute too! so fun...; September 5, 2008 at 3:23 PM
Ashley said...: WHAT A CUTIE PIE!!; September 5, 2008 at 3:32 PM
Jill Manning said...: Hey, Elsie has that same swing, I think this means they are kindred spirits!!! I have to agree that pout is hilarious!!!; September 5, 2008 at 4:15 PM
Jenn said...: Oh my heck she is so cute!! I love her little frown... and her smile of course :0)!!; September 5, 2008 at 9:04 PM
Jessi said...: I love the frown face! Don't those smiles melt you though. She is getting so big. What a cutie!; September 6, 2008 at 1:29 PM
Delia D'Nell said...: Oh Kiley, Kinsely is such a little doll!; September 8, 2008 at 9:48 AM

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