I should really just give up, seeing as this girlie is nearly nine months old already and when we last discussed the little lady, she was five months.
No, no, I shall press onward!
Because look at that six month old smile:
I mean, really.
A chubster, to be sure, but our frame of reference is so skewed by how incredibly chubby Nell was that Ree seems downright petite to us.
Ree at six months old. Sitting like a champ, toppling over occasionally, picking up anything and everything she wanted to.
Frequently, enthusiastically, and lovingly attacked by her big sister.
Not a fan of being on her tummy, and quick to roll right over to a more desired position. Even quicker to fuss to be picked up. Lover of being held, lover of tickles, lover of raspberries blown on her tummy.
No teeth, nary a one, and we couldn't possibly love that toothless mouth any more.