Friday, January 6, 2012

Termite

I always want to wake up the way she does.  Even though you can't see her little mouth turned up, you can tell she is smiling...her eyes can't hide it.
When I was a crib sleeper, my parents use to call me "termite."  Apparently I chewed the crib bar with my razor teeth, and left the wood looking as if a termite got to it.  Sister has just two teeth...



but the sleepless, tearfilled night she had last night is probably a sign that some more pearly whites are on the way.  She has also started "teething" on her crib rail...like mother, like daughter.










1 comment:

Laura said...

That just melts this mamas heart. I can't wait to get my hands on her. It will be just like holding you again. You know before you were a brat! lol I love you sweetheart& can't wait to get my arms around you...I will prob punch Paul really hard for moving you guys soooo far away. xoxoxox mom\nana