If all my pants had elastic wastebands, I'd be pretty happy, too
Hanging out in the living room recently on her favorite activity mat.
I've been meaning to write a post for a few weeks now about how much I've adored Nora's fourth month and, what do you know, today she turned five-months-old. The post is still coming, however. She has acheived so much lately in her little baby world...turning from her back to her tummy (and now refusing to sleep on her back, and sometimes, adorably, with her little bottom in the air), babbling incoherently, and, much to her Uncle Vinnie's delight (who is, strangely, the most Catholic member of our family in a very the-child-needs-her-blessing-from-the-Lord kind of way), been baptized. We've been busy, and having a lot of fun, and I'm looking forward to telling you all about it.