. . . is still working on her crawling.
. . . is babbling up a storm, and saying "dadadada" a lot, which is making Charles proud as a peacock, even if we both know it's literally just babbling at this point. She did say "udumuhgu" and then point to me after I said, "say Mama," so I'm convinced our genius child knows where it's at.
. . . is still toothless.
. . . has decided peaches are even better than sweet potatoes.
. . . can feed herself puffs.
. . . is finally taking a consistent afternoon nap.
. . . makes an awesome dying pterodactyl sound. She even decided to show it off at Mass this morning!
I, of course, took too many pictures today. The evidence:
|Let me play with the camera, Mama!|
|Yep, I'm cute!|
|Over there is way more interesting than that dumb camera.|
|Are we done yet?|
|Just chillin' & watchin' the fish tank.|