On one hand I am so excited to hear Lakin babble, "da da da da..."
I'm loving watching her play with a spoon, put her hands in cereal and figure out how to squish food with her tongue.
I can't believe she's holding a sippy cup and drinking water while sitting in her high chair.
Every giggle, jump, and crazy wiggle makes me melt.
All these new developments. All this personality. It's almost too much for a momma to handle. I turned around and she was a big girl, wanting to do things for herself, sitting on her own, and making noises that vaguely resemble words. Lady, you gotta slow down!
So, while I am jazzed she's developing like a little baby should and I realize she can't stay tiny forever (hello, awkward) I'm having a little trouble swallowing the reality that times are a changing. It's nothing a little yellow headband can't fix.