Seven months

Giggles and smiles and MA MA MA MA MA. An alarm clock that goes off in her head every morning at 5:30 AM sharp. A need to shove everything into her mouth. A preference for magazine pages that I have to dig out of her cheeks. Squealing at her own reflection. Joy in the form of wriggling toes when she sees her sister. Precious, soft, magical. Occasionally a total turd.