Let's just take a moment and talk about the Reesers....this morning was tough, my little baby switched rooms at daycare. She is no longer a 'newborn' - Kleenex please. She is now in the room in which babies are turned into walking/talking little humans, complete with table food. It just amplifies the harsh reality that this little nugget of love will be one,
ONE, in two months. As Clark Griswald so eloquently said, "I wouldn't be more surprised if I woke up with my head sewn to the carpet". People! I can't believe we're coming up on one year. Never has the saying "time flies" felt more appropriate. But boy have we enjoyed every second of this girl's life so far - at 10 months Reese is contemplating walking, she's a cruisin' for a bruisin' all over the furniture and is standing for what feels like an eternity all on her own. There isn't a meat, my little carnivore doesn't like. Healthy appetite would be an understatement. Laughing, smiling, patty-cake, peek-a-boo, and waving bye-bye are her favorite activities. She is a sleeping machine - we really lucked out on this one. We have a test at night to see if she's ready to retire....I stand a foot from her crib, lights off and if she tries to swan dive out of my arms into bed, she's ready. That's it. Lay her down, make sure her blanket is nearby and we'll see her 12 hours later. I could go on and on, if you want the full low-down on Reese Bentley, give me a call:) In the meantime, I'm going to wallow in self-pity at how fast time passes you by and your babies grow up. Don't mind me, teary-eyed in the corner with a box of doughnuts.
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