(OK, I lied about the "Wordless" part.)
Every. Time. I. Look. Down.
There she is, my almost-13-month-old, pulling on Mama's pant leg.
Climbing stairs, crawling onto and into everything.
Giving the best hugs. Laying her head on my chest whenever I cough.
(Which is still a lot right now)
Sticking her index finger out, so that you will touch it with yours and say "ET Phone Home"
(Thank you Connie for teaching her this, ha ha!)
And P.S.? This weather we are having is nothing short of AHHH-MAZING!
80 and sunny? Yes please.
We've been doing lots of stroller walks.
Sunshine is good for the soul.




My Morgan still grabs on to my leg. Sometimes you just wanna make two steps!
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