Autumn is not slowing down and I really wish she would. Right now she is on my chest, on hands and knees, rocking up and down vigorously. She grabs for every thing. ie: the phone, a carrot, my plate. She especially loves this toy> (she's probably 3 months here)
Autumn has a nickname that is sticking. Auttie-Girl. When she wakes up and Wally hears her, he runs upstairs saying "I'm coming Auttie-Girl! I hear you! Coming Auttie-Girl!" Then on the monitor I hear him slam open the door, flip on the light and coo "Here I am Auttie-Girl." Today, when I got up the room he was sitting on the bed in front of her, holding a book in his lap like a teacher or librarian would do - "reading" to her.
A few days ago I heard this crazy squeaking coming from the living room. I assumed it was Wally with Auttie's giraffe, Sophie. I walked in to find Autumn on her belly with her face down, chewing the giraffe like a chewed crazed puppy. Squeak! Squeak! Squeak! Hilarious!
Still an extremely laid-back, happy baby. Smiles at everyone, hangs out in my lap just looking around and cooing, lays calmly while her diaper is changed, just hangs out when it's story time for the big kids, watches me make dinner for an hour from her "swing". She only cries a bit at night. Usually when I just can't get her in bed fast enough because of everything else going on. Man, life is busy right now with Tim at the yellow house every night and all weekend long.
The kids are still so in love with her. They get sad when we talk about her getting older and bigger. Lots of talk of the "next baby". Ha!
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