Baby girl is 7 months old today.
Ridonkulous (as the pigeons from "Bolt" like to say).
Our girl is a small tank. The girl can eat. And, I mean EAT. She loves, love, loves, loves food! She doesn't have much of a taste for the baby jars. Nope. She wants our food! Maddie and Faith were always very content with their baby jars up until about 8-9 months or so, but Abrie would much rather have tastes of ours. She loved the little bit of shrimp corn chowder that I let her have last night.
She likes to sit up in her crib now and "fool around" instead of taking a nap right away. I walk in to check on her, and there she is sitting there and playing with her stuffed animals. Of course she starts smiling her sneaky smile the second she sees me!
She sticks out her tongue all the time now just like Faith used to do. Maddie thinks this is hilarious when Abrie does this.
She crawls in Maddie and Faith's signature low-crawl. She can cover much larger distances now.
She and Faith are pals. They're hilarious. And, Abrie just loves when Maddie tells her "are you scared of up in the clouds?!" and does a strange voice to it. Maddie had her laughing hysterically the other day at Target while she did that to her.
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On a sidenote, Maddie and Faith have been asked on three different occasions in the past 2 days, "do you like having a baby brother?" Hahaha. Dan and I have been complimented on our beautiful son, and have been asked how old HE is!
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