Warning: You May Get a Cavity

Baby C has a new trick! She's doing the inch worm crawl these days and can pretty much get anywhere she wants. What this really means is there's a lot of turning off the surround sound and eating random objects off of the floor with a little banging her forehead on the leg of the coffee table thrown in for good measure.

But, seriously? If she threw the TV out the front door and ate the coffee table, would I care? No way, man. She's way too cute. I'm useless when she flashes me that gummy smile. Eight months next week and still no teeth. She's still nursing around the clock so I'm pretty much good with her toothlessness.

My three monkeys. I realize that this post is heavy on the baby but that doesn't mean that the other two are not equally as cute and fun. As a matter of fact, they are more so than ever. Brother starts Kindergarten next month and Sister moves on to Second grade. I don't want to talk about this right now. No, I'm not crying. It's allergies. I swear.

Again, could you resist this smile? She's the boss of every single person in this house. We are all wrapped around her tiny little dimpled pinky. Just the way we like it.