
Ever turned 6 months a few days ago... a reminder that A) time is an evil machine. B) Even though we just did this with Woog, her newness to everything is just as amazing to watch. C) Why am I not fitting into my pre-pre pregnancy jeans yet?

Her puppet face.

Question. Is there something large, blue and cube-like balanced precariously on my head?

A happy, jelly-filled creamsicle.

Working on her scooting technique.

First bit of real food this month. First rice cereal (not a hit), then Puppet advanced to more colorful fare... carrots and green beans.

It's a bit of a frow... but then, we can't all be cat people.
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