Seven months was big for us. Ellianna popped two lower teeth, started trying to crawl, started cying when daddy would walk by and not get her, and by crying I mean big crying. Dramatic. Crying.
Eight months gave way to fully crawling, choosing daddy over mommy in a standoff, and a cute little bashful smile.
She just has so much personality. Such joy, such sweetness and spiciness. We are loving our little Ellie. Such a sweet beautiful baby.
The boys are now 5. I.cannot.believe.it. They have been so great with Elliana. No jealousy or complaining.
The Wonder of It All 