It's the 13th, which means I have to marvel yet again at how quickly my girl is growing up. 10 short months have gotten her from an inert lump of skinny, bruised grumpiness to a jolly little lady whose grins are matched only by her chubbles. She says both "dada" and "mama" regularly now, is working hard toward crawling, and has started giving honest-to-goodness hugs. She's amazing, and I'm delighted that she's ours.
Today we celebrated by rolling around on the bed, tackling, tickling, and snuggling.