Mommy and I were up at the crack of cracks this morning to go shopping with the girls. Mommy found me the cutest summer outfit and a Christmas shirt for next year. Guess what? They both have "Daddy" on them!
Everyone and their brother fussed over me, and Mommy repeated, "7 weeks" about a thousand times because they all kept asking how old I was. I thought it wasn't polite to ask a girl's age?! :0)
Had our first poop explosion worthy of a hose down. You should have seen the faces Mommy made. I thought it was funny although I don't think Mommy felt the same way.
Hope your leg feels better! Love you!!!
- your baby girl