Lets see, what hasn't happened recently?
|In her dress, made by mommy!|
So how much bigger is she? I weighed and measured her at home (she's easy to measure- just take her diaper off and she immediately does the biggest stretch anyone has ever seen) the other day, and she came in at a whopping 15.6 LBS, and 25 inches long, which translates to being 95% in weight, and 90% in height. With Cook and Wilson genes, we couldn't expect anything else!
On top of all of that, June has decided that she really loves to talk to her daddy. Every night before bed, she sits on him and goes all out with conversation. The only other...one (?) she will talk to like that is Mr. Sun, who is actually a yellow and pink flower that hangs from her carseat. If I could think of a way to accurately express my jealousy about this I would, but nothing good enough comes to mind.
She is also a fantastic supported sitter, and is advancing into sitting all alone! Her bumbo (the pink thing she is sitting in in her pictures) is our favorite thing so far because it lets her be completely upright without having to be held. It's not that we don't love holding her, its that she doesn't love us holding her. She would rather be on her own, doing her thing.
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|Just shovel it in...|
June had another playdate, but this time it was with even more of the Homewood babies! The baby count was 6, which isn't even close to how many babies there actually are. I wouldn't be surprised if there were more born since I started writing this update, actually... Anyways, we all enjoyed a fantastic afternoon at Grayson's home full of poopy diapers and spit-upped on floors.
|Justin and Sis were so, so against this.|
On a much sadder note, I got an awful email from Memo yesterday that Sophie passed away. I love my dogs so incredibly much, and can't imagine how much she must miss her sweet girl. Sophie was the sweetest puppy, and a part of the family. We are all going to miss her so much.
I think that takes care of it, so I'm off to bed. We love you all, sweet family.
One last, quick thing: Apparently June absolutely hates me singing to her.