I cannot believe it, my baby will be one year old tomorrow. This is just not right. Where did the year go? She has 8 teeth, scoots (no crawling), furniture surfing, and today she sat on the couch and crawled over the arm rest and got onto the table. Hello!!! This is too early. She can drink from a straw or sippy cup especially sister's cup, loves blueberries, cheese, applesauce, and beans. She loves music, puzzles with big nobs on them, lovies, being in the bath, and be held. She is a lovie bug. She can give kisses, blow kisses, and wave. She knows "Ma", "Da", and "Dah" for the dogs. She is beginning to say Izzy. It sounds like "Z-Z". She is dangerous. She has fell out of the Bumbo into the sink, eats door stoppers by laying on her belly and gnawing them off, and has a personality that is demanding yet very sensitive. She is definitely a Momma's Girl (which I love to hate). Why can't you go to others? They love you so much. Be nice. That is what I am constantly telling her. I look forward to what this beautiful, tan, dimply girl has in store for us.
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