Again I beg you to slow down, Baby Sister. In the past month you've begun smiling, cooing, and drooling like a St. Bernard. We love you to bits and pieces, but we'll love you even more if you decide to stay tiny just a little bit longer—not just because it's cute, but also because our arms are getting tired.
Tomorrow is the big two-month appointment. I'll post the results of the weigh-in. My guess is somewhere near 12.5 pounds. Any other wagers?
Starting to fill out the car seat.
Hey, at least she's still smaller than Daisy (but then, so am I).
I love the look on her face in this photo: "Maybe you could put that camera down and give me a hand here?"