Kind of hard to believe that its been six months since I’ve had a real night’s sleep. But our littlest princess turned six months this week. We’ll throw her a little family party with a cake and a few of her own toys wrapped up for fun (we wrapped up E’s favorite tv remote for her six month party).
It’s amazing how they turn into themselves sometimes overnight. Their face changes, they’re suddenly aware of things, or they’re capable of something they weren’t before.
Her feet express as much as her face does; her left foot curls when she’s thinking or observing. But now she’s as aware of it as we are and she loves to grab the little piggies. She’ll babble – but only when the room is mostly quiet. She’d rather observe, intently, than participate. And I still can’t get over all that hair. Happy six months, little girl.