Yesterday, Emily turned 8 months old. How in the world did that happen?!?!? Last time I checked she was still a baby, now she's an army crawling, outdoors lovin', standing on her own, person! Our agenda yesterday included some time in her new swing. After 10 minutes though she was nodding off, so we came inside for some snuggle time. Her and I climbed into the recliner and within 3 minutes she was fast asleep. For almost 2 hours she slept in my arms as I read 150 pages of Breaking Dawn while Dave watched the Braves. It was perfect. Of course, if Emily's next word is "Edward" I'm probably going to be in trouble with Dave.
Emily's new pink swing.
Peek-a-boo! I see you!
She is so proud of herself!
