I am staying up an hour past my bedtime tonight, maybe two so I can watch the Daily Show.
That's a fair snapshot of the massive life changes going on.
Lottie's sitting up these days; we just figured out she's wailing like a demon because she wants to be upright. Lay her on her stomach/back these days and she's going to wail. Wants to hold her head up and look around more than anything.
Parenthood's this massive trap - our baby's the prettiest, smartest, kindest little monster on the planet.
"Ohh she smiled! She's so advanced!" but it was a grimace, and the result was all over her ass and legs.
But I'm still convinced in my brain that she smiled WAY EARLY.
Stupid. But she is damned adorable: