Busy Days

She loves to keep an eye on the goings on.

She shrieks and waves at all the walkers and their dogs.

They all wave back.

She can do stairs now.

The baby gates are down and she tries to fit in one good tumble each week to remind herself to be careful going down.

No major injuries to report.

And she has lots of teeth.

6 to be exact. She still doesn't get steak, but I'm sure she'd find a way.
I just don't know how this all happened. I took the advice. I savored every moment I could. And now she is a willful, independent, sassy little girl.

She love pretties and sparklies and stops dead in her tracks to see glittery toys and clothes!

That's my girl!! She inherited "Shiny Object Syndrome"!