One "L" of a girl!

Dearest Lilah -

I am *SO* not doing this blog justice. My intention was to write something to you every day, even if it was just something small. And I do write something every day, it just doesn't usually make it out of my head. :-( I need to recommit myself to keeping up with your babyhood, because in just a minute, it'll be gone and then what? I'll have nothing for you to see when you are older and will forgotten all the great things I wanted to tell you.

But here is what I remember of the last couple of weeks.

You are getting QUITE chatty. One of your favorite things to do is practice with your tongue. There were a few days there where you just had it sticking out and stuck to your top lip on the side all.the.time. I can't help but think it has something to do with the fact that you like for me to do "Lizard Tongue" for you. You always smile and laugh. Not only do you keep that tongue stuck out, but you try to talk with it out. You are trying so hard to make the words you think we make. I don't think you're anywhere near ready to talk or say a word, but it's not from your lack of interest. You're definitely going to be a talker before a walker, I think :-)

You're a champion of rolling over back to front these days, though you still haven't tried to roll over from the front to the back. I think it's because you have no interest in being on your back, so you just don't try. If you wanted to be there, you'd roll. You don't, so you won't. It's simple, really. But you're doing very well holding yourself up on your elbows and you can drag yourself around in circles a bit. One day I put you on the floor on your back and when I came back from the bathroom, you had flipped over and dragged yourself to a pile of papers in the floor and started to eat them! This has lead me to dread when the true baby-proofing starts. Your daddy and I are just not really good about keeping all the danger off the floor. And everywhere I look in the house, I see the danger!

You continue to enamor everyone who sees you. After the week where you were toted around restaurants by the owners, your daddy took you to the bank where one of the tellers took you off to show you around the bank. Today at lunch, a lady at another table said you were the most beautiful baby she had ever seen. When we were in Tuscaloosa last week, a lady in the Supe Store said you were the cutest thing she had seen in the whole store. And so it continues, your spell that you cast on anyone who sees you. It's always the same, "She's so happy!" "She's so cute!" "Is she always like that?" and of course yes, yes, and yes are our feelings on those statements and questions. All I can say is thank you and thank God.

Love,
Mommy