I'm running late posting last months portraits. If not for my sister there may well be no eleven month photos. My eyes were not recovered enough to be able to pick up the camera. The 27th was a rainy day, but a couple of days later the sun came out. Fiona was here and I handed her the camera, determined to capture twelve months of portraits one way or another. I think she did a wonderful job obtaining these images.
Our dear little Emerson is growing like a weed. Taller, faster and busier each day this past month I'm sure. Her confidence has also grown. She pulls herself to a standing position on any likely object, pair of legs or piece of furniture, and cruises from one item to another while holding on. She laps around the coffee table when we sit on the couch and flicks us a smile each time she starts the lap anew. She has reached new levels of speed with her crawling as well, racing Cohen, sometimes for a toy other times just for fun.
That gummy smile of hers is filling in too. The second of her top front teeth cut the gums this month, making a total of six teeth thus far and resulting in three nights of her only sleeping while on my chest. The poor wee love.
Only one more monthly portrait to go. (Sob)
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Our dear little Emerson is growing like a weed. Taller, faster and busier each day this past month I'm sure. Her confidence has also grown. She pulls herself to a standing position on any likely object, pair of legs or piece of furniture, and cruises from one item to another while holding on. She laps around the coffee table when we sit on the couch and flicks us a smile each time she starts the lap anew. She has reached new levels of speed with her crawling as well, racing Cohen, sometimes for a toy other times just for fun.
That gummy smile of hers is filling in too. The second of her top front teeth cut the gums this month, making a total of six teeth thus far and resulting in three nights of her only sleeping while on my chest. The poor wee love.
Only one more monthly portrait to go. (Sob)
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