It's hard to believe we've gone from this (4 pounds)...
To this...12 pounds...in three months. But isn't she still cute on her blankie with her tum in the air?
I apologize for my raccoon eyes. Her shoulder sitting knows no bounds.
We both like to wrap up. She's cuter when she does it.
She has a stuffed squirrel with a stretchy rubber neck. She loves it. Adores it. This weekend she decapitated it. Now we have a loose squirrel head and a random body floating around the house. She plays ball with the poor thing's head. *sigh* There's no telling how many stuffed toy casualties will result from teething.