Presley turned five months on November 1st. I'm trying to take it all in as slowly as humanly possible and savour every sweet minute moment. She is an absolute pleasure. She's so bright and smiley and curious and affectionate, all while being drooly, sticky and stubborn. I can't get enough and I can't imagine spending my days any other way.
We seem to have fallen into a daily routine. We start the day by rolling around in bed and playing with a bunch of toys and books. Then we'll hit the tea-time exersaucer so mama can have her cereal and baby can mumble at her recipe book, tea pot, and flowers. Eventually it'll be time for Presley's snack and a mid-morning nap. And later, if we're feeling adventurous, we'll freshen up, pack a bag and head out the door. Luckily the weather's been nice the past few days and we've been able to enjoy the fresh air. When dad gets home it's time for some groovy guitar tunes, quality tummy time and a ride on the jumperoo...