We are moved

The last two weeks have been filled with packing and moving, and we've been in our new house one week.

You're beautiful, my dear girl: simply beautiful.

You are reaching for everything, putting everything in your mouth.  You love books now (mostly because they look good to chew), and enjoy turning the pages and squealing at the pictures.  You reach for faces and grab for my glasses if I let you.  You are sitting up so well, with minimal assistance.

And I think you love your new house and room.

You are tremendous, and we love you every moment.