Evie is growing by leaps and bounds. Or, should I say, by teeth and crawls. She has two pearly whites making their way now, and she isn't too upset about them. She just needs to have something in her mouth at all times. Washcloth, teether, fingers, Mom's shirt, books...they all work. Along with getting her teeth out, she is getting her butt up. Once she figures out how to get both her head and her bottom up at the same time, watch out world! We'll have a creeper on our hands (and at our feet and in our cupboards). Her 6 month appointment is tomorrow, but we already know we have a healthy and happy infant on our hands.
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You know, her birthmark/baby tat is pretty hard-core. I almost hope it never fades. It makes her all, "Yeah! Uh! You wanna mess with this? I'll drool on ya!" I think we should rip the sleeves off her Fender onesie and make it even more awesome. Would her hair go into a mohawk?
...I cannot wait to see this little girl in person...
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