Let me tell you a little bit about this sweet young lady I have the joy of raising.
She is INTENSE. She makes the most serious faces, and can stare down anyone. She seems to be thinking complicated things all of the time based on her facial expressions.
She is ON THE MOVE. She can definitely get where she wants to be but I don't think you'd call it crawling.
She wants to be JUST LIKE ZAYD.
She is TERRIFIED of UNCLE JON. She reserves he best stares for Uncle Jon. We aren't sure why but the closer he gets the more her brow furrows until she is crying.
She DOESN'T LIKE BANANA but avocado is delish!
She is PETITE at just 14 pounds and 10th percentile for height and head size.
She DOESN'T LIKE BEDTIME. She whimpers and whimpers while you are putting her to sleep. And sometimes she whimpers after she is certainly out. Poor sweet heart.
From her actual birth-a-versary:
I know, I know, this post is about the lolly.
Then we ate through the first hat...and made another.
Here is Zayd pretending to talk to Nani. Actual talking on the phone he despises; making up a conversation where he gets to play both people - 30 minutes all on his own.