+ No worse for wear +
You're still fine today, thank God. Of course, you fell asleep around 7 last night which was nice... until 4 this morning, when you decided you were awake for the day. (Don't get excited, readers. She woke up at 12:30 too. Heh.) Oh, well. Fortunately, I took myself to bed around 8:30 so I wasn't too tired.

You are squealing and "talking" SO much, it's amazing. You're not babbling as early as I was, but you're way ahead of your daddy. In fact, you're much more physically advanced than I was at your age, but behind your daddy. It's weird how much you're a mix of both of us, and ending up right on target. I still think you're kind of petite, but you are so filled out it's really neat. You've got these great thighs - I call them your thunder thighs. :-) I'm such a nice mommy. I like them, though, so it's not a negative thing.

Anyway, we're still working on sitting and crawling. And food isn't too far away. I have to admit, I'm looking forward to worrying slightly less about whether or not you're getting enough food from me. The thunder thighs should indicate I have nothing to worry about, but the disapproving attitude of your daycare folks (well, Maria anyway) always makes me second-guess myself.