Today my baby girl is 7 months old. People always told me that it goes by so fast. Now, I believe it.
She has quite the little personality now. She's always smiling. And besides when she was sick, she usually doesn't cry. Whine, yes, once in awhile. (Probably gets that from her mama)
She's is in love with her daddy. I go to school on Monday nights so they get to spend a lot of one on one time together. Matt is such a good dad. He spends tons of time with her. He feeds, changes, and plays with her because he wants to.
She weighed almost 18 pounds at her last doctor's appointment. And was 26 inches long.
She loves baby food. The meat, no so much. But she loves her fruits and vegetables.
She is wearing 6-9 month clothes and size 3 diapers.
She sits up on her own and is starting to try to pull her self up on things.
She knows how to wave bye-bye.
She can drink out of straw. And she uses a sippy cup sometimes.
She can roll from back to front and front to back.
She thinks Vinnie is hilarious.
She loves the Baby 1st channel. (Yes, I let my baby watch TV.)
She sleeps in her crib every night. But we still have the pack n play in our room for 'mergencies.
It's hard to remember our lives before she was here.
