Unreal

Everyone told me that it goes by so quickly.

Up until the last few weeks, I would say that things have been moving along at a comfortable pace. None of the unpleasant phases (such as not sleeping) lasted for too long, yet we feel like we've had plenty of time to enjoy each of the new, wonderful things that Baby Girl (BG) is doing.

Until she became mobile. The changes in her are significant, daily! One day, she's rolling over. The next, she's barrel-rolling around the house. The next, she's commando-crawling. The next, she's doing whatever is within her abilities to chase our Old Dog around the house (!) so that she can pull his toes & ears. Thankfully, he is a very tolerant dog.

She came out with "ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba" this past Tuesday. On wednesday, she said it all day long. Both times that she woke up Wednesday night, she looked up at me with her wide, bright eyes, and told me, "Ba ba ba ba ba ba ba ba". I told her, "No, BG, it's time to sleep." You can guess her response!