You are such a happy girl. Lately you’ve started flashing your big, beautiful, gummy smile quite often, and we love it. A lot of things make you smile, including:
- staring at Dad’s face, and especially his glasses
- the plastic starfish that hangs from your playmat
- putting saline solution in your nose (Really – you squirm while we’re doing it, but as soon as it works its way through and you can breathe normally again? All smiles!)
- changing your diaper
- reading picture books together (your favorite seems to be Hockey Colors: My First NHL Book, which pleases your dad immensely)
- passing gas (so ladylike)
- splashing in your tub
- looking at trees on our walks
You’ve mostly outgrown the floppy, wobbly newborn stage and the control you have over your head is quite good, so interacting with you is much more fun than it was a few weeks ago – mostly because it actually is interacting, rather than just showing you things that you can’t quite see and pretending that your wild arm flailing means something. I think the cats are a bit displeased that we spend more time laughing at your antics than at theirs, but they’ll just have to deal with that.
Your personality is starting to emerge, and it’s awesome to see. I mean that literally – watching you develop into an actual person, rather than the little meatloaf lump of baby you were a few weeks ago, fills me with awe. You’re hitting all the milestones with ease and ahead of schedule, proving that you inherited your mom’s overachieving gene. You are the valedictorian of babies!
But even if you weren’t, that would be ok. You’re my happy, smiley girl, and we love you to pieces, whether you’re at the top of your class or you’re last kid picked (but hopefully you’ve inherited your athletic ability from your father rather than me. Jury’s still out on that one.).