Today it really hit me. We've come such a long way in these last four and a half months! My baby is no longer a newborn and she soaks up everything like a little sponge. She smiles and jabbers and drools and sqeals with delight. She almost sits up on her own, she rolls over, she loves to stand up and she's eager to put EVERYTHING in her mouth. I look at her and almost don't even recognize her. She's a little cherub with her rolls and her pearly pink skin. Her eyes are clear and they dart to and fro looking for the next interesting object. My parents came to visit yesterday to see our new place and we all just played and laughed at her all day. She's quite entertaining. I could go on forever about all the little things that she does, but it may take all day. Ok, well just a few. She has started touching faces. She wants to study just about everyone's face with her hands (and if you're not careful, her mouth too). She loves my Dad's mustache and my Mom's big eyes and shiny fingernails. But the sweetest thing of all is when you're holding her and she looks up at you, only inches away, and just softly touches your face and smiles. It melts me. So, today as I watch my little budding baby, no longer and infant but not yet a toddler, I wonder what the next stage of her development will bring. I know we will travel to uncharted lands like solid foodville, crawlingtown, and separation anxiety city (oh how cheesy was that)! And I look forward to all of it. This picture is in honor of how far we've come. I'm proud of her, but I knew she could make it. It was ME I was worried about...