10 months people. 10 months.
Winter has finally discovered how awesome food is these past couple of days. She would tolerate it and eat three or four bites of something and then be totally over it. But now she is actually eating and finishing meals, hallelujah. I was getting worried that we would be buying formula for the rest of her life (my milk dried up a few weeks ago … TMI? Perhaps) But you guys, after nine solid months I can say, I AM PUMP FREE! I am no longer a slave to the machine and its awwwwwwesome… except for the monthly formula bill. BARF.
Her favorite toys are: her beloved monkey and a tube of hydrocortisone cream.
She loves to imitate any kind of noises we make.
She can stand for long periods of time on her own but has yet to make a move in terms of walking.
Still no teeth.
Four generations (1928-2012)