She can climb tall buildings (or pull herself up on some surfaces), leap mountains in a single bound (or bounce like crazy in her jolly jumper), and she can put anything in her mouth (including dirty dog bones...).
Who is she, you ask??
She's SUPER baby!
Stella's superhero name would be Captain Thunder Thighs (don't you worry, I will stop calling her that as soon as she's old enough to understand what I'm saying to her):
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| Her bib doubles as a handy cape! Never know when you may need a good cape... |
Today was great - I met with a wonderful friend for edifying conversation (sans baby...thanks SUPER dad), and then Stella and I met with MY dad, her grandpa, at the Olive Garden. Today I learned not to take a baby to the Olive Garden until they are old enough to sit in the high chair on their own...and to not scream in public when they get frustrated. We still had a great time and got a nice family photo, just the three of us:
Here's to hoping I get a good night's sleep as Super Baby was up every TWO hours last night - cutting some super teeth and starting a super cold, again...more later on the adventures of SUPER BABYYYYYYYYYYY!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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