Some background: While we were in Italy on our “baby moon,” we happened to be in the town of Panzano the day they were celebrating the 483rd anniversary of overthrowing the evil lord.* To honor said event, they have an elaborate parade. While I was watching the parade, Alexandra kicked in time with the drummers. This was a sign.

Alex’s Italian inspiration.

Eleven months after that parade, my mom captured this on film:

Ian would like it noted that she could be the next Max Weinberg (of Bruce Springsteen the E Street Band). Or, the next Tico Torres, for you Bon Jovi fans.

Not much else to report here. We’re both still recovering from our colds. Mine has morphed into a sinus infection, complete with a rocking cough and a very sexy voice. Alexandra seems fine, as she is completely nonplussed by her runny nose (though she does protest when I try to wipe said nose).

Also thought you’d enjoy a few more of the pictures from the session we did on the 19th at the Picture People:

Why, hello there, Blue Eyes.

Oooh! These look edible!

I thought it was super cute to have her wear bunny ears. Who doesn’t love babies wearing animal ears? Then, while showing the pictures to Ian, he pointed out that girls in bunny ears can have other connotations. Stupid Hugh Hefner.

*Editor’s note: 483rd is an approximation. But it was a long time ago.