She’s a busy girl. This baby always has something in her mouth (fingers or feet or everything at once), and she’s always moving. She is sweet and cuddly and fiery and independent all at once. I love that about her. That she will scoot over to me for a hug and kiss and then wiggle away to play again, leaving me excited to watch her grow and weepy that she will never be this little again. And that smirk she’s wearing… I love that smirk.