When you discovered your toes a few weeks ago, you started hanging onto them like knobs at first. You'd lie there and wiggle around with your toes in your hands, happy as a clam. Eventually you started trying to get your toes closer to your mouth, but your ample & delectable belly thwarted your attempts. You've been trying and trying to get those darn toes into your mouth to no avail.
Until today.
Today, on the changing table, you grabbed hold of that foot and gave it your all and I finally saw that toe go into your mouth. It was an amazing moment of victory for chubby babies everywhere!
The satisfaction I got from putting your wet toe back into your footie pajamas was priceless.
Please don't ever stop being so much fun.
Monday, February 7, 2011
Thursday, February 3, 2011
slow your roll, please, missy!
Clara can now officially:
- Sit up on her own, unsupported.
- Crawl.
- Pull my hair.
- Pet the chubby cat.
- Proud.
- Excited.
- Horrified.
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