She's starting saying baba and making the sign for it. We're not sure she totally gets it, but she might. She asks for Daddy. Cries for Mommy. Loves her sisters a lot. She LOVES to sit in her walker - we're waiting for her to figure out how to walk in it. Hates to swing. Loves to play. Loves to stand even more and chew. She can't sit still. She loves her red fox and gets cranky when she's bored or tired.
She loves her daycare. She loves Rita a lot. I'm glad. She makes me feel comfortable. I love listening to her wake up so happy in the morning. She's never mad unless she's sick. She has an infectious laugh - you can't help laughing when she does. She loves to be tickled and loves to play with your face.
I think the thing I like most about feeding her is she looks at me. She watches my eyes and plays with my face and lips. If my eyes smile, she smiles back. If she grunts, I grunt back. I love her.
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