Driving...
Drinking soup...
Sitting in a big girl chair...
Rocking pig tails...
Eating a chocolate chip cookie...
Tunneling...
Touchdown (aka so big)...
Our little girl isn't so little anymore. She's growing like a weed and talking up a storm (although we don't know what she's saying). Crosby now refers to me as "mom", no longer mommy. She a climber, runner, a great mommy to her babies, copy cat, signer, and giggler.
We're quickly approaching 1.5 years...I'm not sure this "mom" can handle it.
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