Baby girl is no longer itty bitty.
Her cheeks are getting perfectly puffy...to the point where her little lips droop from the weight of it all. So scrum-diddley-umptious.
She also began her forays into the world of food this month. I mean, of course she's had a wide variety of ice cream flavors over the months (how could I deny those cheeks???), but she just recently enjoyed her first taste of age appropriate fare.
And enjoy rice cereal she does.
She's a gobbler this one. A messy, adorable, gummy little gobbler.
As if advancing into family-time feedings wasn't enough, she has decided she refuses to see the world on her back.
This child was born eager to sit.
She had a six-pack by day three of life.
Perfected the V-sit by one week.
Her neck strength dumbfounded doctors.
And yet, I have refused to concede.
This is all happening much too fast, and there is little more I enjoy in life than exercising my grand mommy powers.
The children regularly have contests to see who can get her to sit the longest.
Oh rebellion!
Evidence that my mommy powers are neither grand nor powerful.
At least I will always have bribing.
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