I realized today is the 28th. Yes, it's now 6:15 p.m. and I'm finally getting around to paying attention as to what day it is. BUT, this means that my baby is officially 11 months old. And, being the dutiful blogger that I sometimes am, I thought I would grab a few shots of her fresh out of the tub and ready to relax for the evening. I have to admit I'm having a little bit of a hard time coming to grips with the fact that in one month I will have a one year old. Is there a specific time when you can't call your baby your baby anymore? I think Lily will always be a baby to me. So, when you see me in another four years, with x amount of kids in tow and I refer to "my baby" I warn you, don't automatically think I'm referring to the youngest. If it's like this with each one, I'll be referring to which ever one I want. I LOVE MY BABY!
A few new tricks:
Standing and balancing. "Look Ma, no hands!"
Action shot...you guessed it, she's starting to take steps. She's up to 8 or 9 at a time, and she'll go without being prodded or bribed!
She LOVES to sit on Daddy's lap at night and cuddle. Well, not normal cuddling like most kids, but we take what we can get! You can kind of tell, but her hair is getting long in the back (finally!) and it's going to be really curly! Poor thing, stick straight in the front and wild in the back.