She's a full time walker now.
As of May 7th.
She's a terrible teether. The worst of all three.
Still wakes up at night {I'm now wearing earplugs}.
She makes me smile with her obsession with her tongue.
Will not drink from a sippy cup, but will gladly chew on her brother's cups.
She squeals constantly. The boys didn't do this.
This drives her brothers {and parents} to the brink of insanity.
Can even cause Micah to cry when trapped in a car with her.
She loves me. This overjoys me.
It also overjoys me that she will always keep her headbands on. It's silly…but girl's got no hair still.
She's a sloppy kisser. But gives them freely upon request {most of the time}.
She is the most beautiful thing I have ever laid eyes on.
Ever.
And yes, she is insanely spoiled. My 11 month old baby girl loves to have her bottle held for her.
And I'm the biggest sucker in the world….I can't say no.
{For the record she will hold it if forced to, but if I hold her, I'm holding her bottle too}
With Ella being my only little girl, and my little baby, I'm having a hard time trying to push her to reach new milestones. I want to keep her tiny. I love giving her a bottle, I'll be sad when it's all over.
I don't want to stifle her, I want her to grow and develop. I just want to keep her a baby as long as I can.
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