why i am more than happy to smell like spit-up and sour milk

Ooooo I loooooooove her!

 

I can't believe she is almost one month old. Wowza.

She snorts, smiles, and giggles when she sleeps.

And she squeaks and squeals when she is starting to wake up.

She loves to suck on her hands.

And she likes to copy me when I stick my tongue out at her and raise my eyebrows.

She likes to sleep on her right hand.

And she hates her carseat.

The sound of water running in the kitchen sink calms her down when she is crying.

And she looooooooooves taking baths.

She is the spit-up Queen.

And she had her first blow-out last night. Sweet.

She loves to cuddle with me while I watch Grey's Anatomy on Netflix.

And she hates it when I put her down.

She finally sleeps in her crib, all by herself.

And she usually only wakes up once during the night.

She has her daddy's feet.

And her eyes are the most beautiful ones I have ever seen.

Bah. Seriously the cutest thing ever.

 

Yes?