With the same amount of hair and teeth I had the day I was born, today marks another month (the seventh) in my life. So hair and teeth aside, pretty much everything else has changed. Each day is a fresh new adventure and while I know this month I will become a faster (and much more focused) crawler, I am pretty proud of the progress I made --especially when dared to chase the remote control across the floor. I love to clap my hands in praise of what I have done. I've discovered that blocks are a ton of fun and absolutely love to stick out my tongue (I might be ready to sing with KISS).
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My Gene Simmons impersonation
A box of blocks, what more could a girl want?
Chasing the remote control--not sure why it keeps moving, but I know eventually I will catch it
