Miss Lydia is so close to crawling. She will get up on her hands and knees, scoot back and forth a few steps, then get frustrated and army crawl the rest of the way.
She is in the 78% for height, the 26% for weight, and her head is in the 90%. That must be why she reminds me of Bennet so much, the giant head. She can fit most of her onesies just fine, but getting them over her massive head is a feat in and of itself. She hates it. And has to cry herself to sleep afterward on her huge pillow.
Speaking of heads, she has discovered that she has one. I love when she reaches up there and pats it like, “Where did this thing come from?”
This is her turtle face… I’m so glad I was able to capture it on camera. Anytime she looks at me with this expression (with her lower lip sucked in and her neck stretched out) I swear she looks exactly like a turtle. Do you see it?
So, sorry to bore you. It’s just that she is pretty much the best baby that was ever born and endlessly fascinating.