Since our quarantine, I've tried to snap a few new pictures of Jordan. She is looking less like a baby, and more like a little girl every day. Sort of sad...
The poor baby needs a helmet these days - since it is her mission in life to stand.
She falls and hits her poor noggin at least 5-6 times a day. Here are a few pictures of one bruise... Poor baby. I guess this is part of the learning process, but it is hard on both of us! This bruise was from falling headfirst down the one step from our living room onto the kitchen floor. OUCH! My heart scrunched up every time I saw her poor little forehead...
Her new style these days, is DIRTY. Her knees always look dingy, from crawling around (I blame Cobey), and even bibs can't save her from the attack of the pureed peaches. She flails her hands around when I'm trying to feed her, and gets food on everything - in her ears, in her hair, on her clothes, up her nose... Its crazy.
And these teeth are just amazing! She truly had better be careful, or she will find herself weaned. I'm not willing to give up a nipple, and she can bite quite hard... But regardless of how much she hurts me, it all goes away when she flashes me one of these full face smiles. :) Stinker.
