On the other hand, she's still eating paper. LOTS of it.
Proof that she doesn't always have a piece of paper hanging out of her mouth.
Bree has a total of four teeth so far - 2 on top & 2 on the bottom. We have a "weight check" on Friday. That makes her sound like a wrestler before a big match, huh? I'm hopeful that she's gained weight and that she's close to 15 pounds. We'll see.
Bree won't let us spoon feed her anymore - she has to feed herself. Which is great, because she eats what we eat. In fact, she wouldn't have it any other way. It's messy - especially when we have lasagna - but she's feeling so proud of herself. As I was telling someone the other day, she thinks she's a seven-year-old trapped in the body of a 10-month-old.
In other news, we're still getting settled in the new place. I was very pleasantly surprised to come home from work one night this week only to find that Scott had painted the living room & hallway with the paint I picked up on Monday. (Healing Aloe by Benjamin Moore) Such a wonderful surprise. Naturally, he did a fantastic job.
More to come later!
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