This sweet baby of mine isn't a baby anymore.
She's toddling around, jibber-jabbering and getting into everything.
I love everything about her, but must confess that Saturday mornings are my favorite. We're usually up early and, with the rest of the house sound asleep, indulge in some prime cuddling time.
She climbs into my lap with a cup of dry cereal and a sippy full of milk, and we just sit and rock and talk things over.
These are the good old days.