Seven months

Seven month odds and ends:

She's crawling like a demon, pulling up every chance she gets (although, thankfully, she's a whole lot more content to pull up to kneeling than to standing), and saying "Mah," "Gah," "Da," and "Ba." I *think* she's waving, and she blows "kisses," which is actually more of a lip-smacking in response to someone else making a kissy noise, but it's darn cute at any rate. She loves tomato soup and guava, hates any food with a meat in it. One tooth with four more visible below the gums, and no interest in a sippy.

She cracks herself up and is starting to not like strangers. Loves her big brother and is a Mama's girl through and through.

And I like it that way.

She melts my heart more every day.

Happy birthday, my sweet baby girl.