i can't believe my baby is five months old.
she's growing up too fast.
she's a mover now.
she rolls from front to back and back to front
and manages to scoot and squirm in circles.
the past few days i've seen her try to get up on all fours...
so i don't think it'll be long before she starts crawling.
she'll beat her brother and sister by a couple months, i think.
(that's what happens when you aren't a tub of lard.)
she's taken to sucking her thumb lately.
i know i'll curse it eventually,
but right now it's awfully convenient.
i always hated binkies because they fell out and got lost and in the middle of the night i'd have to run in to pop back in that little binky.
but bridget's thumb is always there,
and she can use it as she pleases.
sometimes she sleeps throughout the night,
and other times she's up three or four times.
she is a good napper, though,
unless i'm trying to make dinner or clean the house.
that's when she decides to sit around and fuss.
we really love her.
she's a perfect third child.
she's quiet and entertains herself,
and she's happy just going along with the flow.
she doesn't mind being left in a room by herself,
and as long as she's fed, she'll put herself to sleep.
i don't want to brag or anything,
but she's kind of the perfect baby.
i think we'll keep her.
i mean, look at that sweet face.
i don't think she could possibly be any cuter.











