Tomorrow our little miracle will be 6 months old. The first month of her life is a total blur. The second month I remember asking my co-workers if she will ever be able to do anything. Now the little stinker is 6 months old and she can:
Jump, hold a bottle (sometimes), sit up by herself, sleep through the night, eat veggies and cereal, babble on and on, scream, laugh, squeal, pet the cat (gently of course), splash, roll, shake a rattle, sigh, clasp her hands together, smack you hard in the face, pull your hair, travel all around her crib through the night, growl. She's trying so hard to figure out how to crawl but is no where close.
Happy half birthday baby girl. Stop being in such a rush to grow up.
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