It's you, baby Fi. You just love standing & practicing your walk. I have a feeling you're going to skip the whole crawling thing & get right to business.
And showing your sassypants, you're already giving me the side-eye for kisses.
You also found your fists. You use them to hold on to Ducky (well, Ducky 2.0) and you love putting them in your mouth when I'm not fast enough with a bottle, I guess a tasty hand will suffice for a few seconds. And when you finally get that bottle, you like to use those fists to yank my hair. That'll teach me for not being fast enough with the grub!
And look who is holding up that big ol' head!
But it was short-lived, and apparently required too much energy, so you threw a small conniption.
You're growing so fast, I already find my arms getting sore from holding you...but that doesn't stop me from holding you tight while you nap, in hopes I'll remember this time forever. I love the way your little nose squeaks when you breathe, the way you put your hand on my chest like you're trying to make sure I don't go anywhere, & how content you seem when you breathe in really deep, like maybe you're drinking in this moment to remember it later too.
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