My BIG Girl

I realized yesterday that my baby doesn't look like a newborn anymore, she looks like an infant. Her cheeks are filling out, her face looks more mature, and she's starting to get little pudgy arms and legs. She's smiling AT us, and I'm quite sure that it's not "just gas". She's reaching for, and grasping, things (usually the edge of my shirt) with her little hands. She's making eye contact. She's (knock on wood!) sleeping for longer stretches and on a sort of schedule.

And that worry about Lucy being jealous or not liking Callie? She's taken to sleeping on Callie's bedroom floor when Callie's napping.

(shameless pictures of the beautiful baby, sleeping on her "chicken sheets", and then the other baby, sleeping on the floor beside the crib)

And when Callie's on our bed? Lucy wants to be right there. We're working on a new command called "Too Close".

Callie was crying and Lucy was trying to make sure that she was all right. By licking her feet. Callie, like her Mama, isn't too sure about anyone licking her feet.