Sylvie eating her first biter biscuit with Nana. She loved it. I’m pretty sure my mom wasn’t thrilled that I took this picture.
This is what I see when I go in to get Sylvie from her naps now. Gone are the days that she just lays there content – she’s got places to go!
Because when you’re a baby, even plumbers crack is cute.
As promised, the monthly Chik-fila picture. Sylvie obviously knows where it’s at.
We help run our church’s monthly homeless outreach – we held a movie night last night and this little girl, NaKayla, was attached to me at the hip. She informed me that Sylvia was the cutest baby (I’m not one to argue.), I should wear my hair down more often, and that I needed to learn how to dance – of course, she offered to teach me.
What? A picture of Sylvia? I wouldn’t have guessed.
But this picture is special because she’s wearing the first piece of clothing that I ever handcrafted for her. I am very excited. I royally screwed up this dress more than once during it’s making. If it were up to me she’d wear it every day for the rest of her life – it was that much work.