Her eyes are navy blue, but we still expect them to turn green.
She can grab her pacifier and yank it out of her mouth... unfortunately, she can't put it back in yet.
She likes to put her thumb between her index and middle fingers. She also likes to stick her middle finger straight up in the air, but we're working on that.
She has my toes... they curl over.
During tummy time, she can hold her head up and move her arms up underneath her... she'll be crawling before we know it!
She has her own language. When she wants her pacifier she cries "Ungee" so Devin and I now refer to her pacifier as her Ungee.
She seriously hates professional photography sessions. Much to our dismay.
She can mimic you. She's been doing this for awhile. If you stick your tongue out at her, she can stick hers back out at you. She has to be in the right mood, but it is hysterical when she is!
She can stand up! Seriously! With very little help from us, she can lock her knees and support her weight. She is a very strong little girl. She loves to push her feet into anything she can even when she is lying down and stand up straight.
She can almost roll over as we discovered this weekend when she was lying next to Devin on the couch on her back and then a second later was on her stomach. The bit of incline of the couch allowed her that little bit to propel herself over.
Her bald spot is getting bigger, but the hair on top of her head is getting darker.
She loves to blow bubbles.
She is a cooer... especially in the morning... though almost all of her cooing sessions end in fuss... I guess it's still a lot of work to coo so sweetly!
She has these perfect little lips.
She loves the feel of the fringe coming off our throw blanket. She wraps her little fingers all in it.
She has no patience for red lights.
She's coordinated enough to get her hand to her mouth and suck on it for awhile, but is frustrated that she can't quite keep it there as long as her pacifier.
She is a supreme wiggler...a SERIOUS wiggle worm. If she fusses during the night, I almost always find her with her head pressed up against the slates of her cradle or my favorite... her little bottom pressed up against the footbed and her swaddled legs straight up in the air! I've got to get a picture of this.
She is beginning to tolerate bath time.
She can now grab the Butterfly handle of her bouncy chair and pull it down to make it sing.
She can't stand it when her headbands and/or hats fall over her eyes. Go figure!
She knows the sound of my voice and will turn to find me if I'm talking... I absolutely LOVE it!
She loves the book "Color of His Own" by Lea Leoni.
She is still in newborn diapers.
She has the most beautiful eyelashes I've ever seen.
She gets dirt under her fingernails... How, I don't know.
She can't keep her socks on to save her life. All that kicking in the womb is now taking its toll on her little feet. She definitely inherited Devin's circulation so moments after she kicks off her socks, her feet turn purple! I've learned to keep at least two pairs of socks on her at all times.
She is truly the most wonderful, beautiful baby ever and I love her more than I can stand.
