Put the lotion in the basket.

If I could order me up a baby, this is who she'd be.

I would flip through the catalogue of babies,

looking for the chubbiest and the pinkest.

Then I'd buy her a funny hat and make her wear it everywhere while she snacks on baby lotion.

Pancakes

Ruby

likes

pancakes.

Christmas Came Early

We'll be out of town for Christmas, so our little family is celebrating today.

Christmas, with a baby,

is pretty fun.

Our Little Narcissus

Ruby's favorite thing.

Next Stop: World Domination

Have you ever seen anyone look so terrified? You can do it, Ruby. You GOT this.

Full disclosure: She can only pull up to her knees. Dad helped with the rest.

Also, I would just like to add, yay for baby diaper bums.

Lucky Number 7

Dear Ruby,

You are now seven months old. Seven months! Your babyhood is flying by and I won't lie to you - it's making me a little sad. I would try to freeze you, right where you are now, but then I'd miss all the good that is to come. Besides, freezing babies is a messy business for the uninitiated. Or so I hear.

Do you see how delicious you are in your Sabres onesie? You are all belly and rolly rolls. Rolls for arms, dimpled legs, and cheeks cheeks cheeks. Scrumptious, edible baby. They said you'd thin out when you started crawling. I'm so glad they were wrong.

Your new things include crawling, sitting up, and saying "nonono". You are fast and you are dangerous. You grab faces, hair, anything you can get your sticky little mitts on. See that expression on your face? That's the face of a stone cold killer. Killa. KillAH.

See what I mean? Pure Evil.

We went to your friend Michael's birthday party on Saturday. You were amazing. Just the sweetest, funniest thing. You played with all the toys, getting right in there with the big kids. You crawled and sat up and talked to everyone. You bounced on laps. And despite no nap, you didn't so much as whimper. Another mom at the party emailed me just to tell me what an awesome baby you are.

She couldn't be more right.

love,

Mama

Happy Birthday, Aunt Patty!

May your day be bright and all your legwarmers be rainbow.