The stuff her hair does cracks me up:
This is what it looks like after a pony tail all day.
She is so fun. This time I understand how truly brief the baby stage is, and I'm trying to soak it up.
She is rolling as a form of transportation, sitting up without flopping backwards anymore, eating solids like Gerber puffs (in fact, now that she's had those she's not terribly interested in purees), and pushing herself in circles and backwards with her arms when on her tummy.
She is at that golden baby stage where they're interactive, they sleep pretty well, they can entertain themselves, and they can't crawl off and stick a butter knife into a light socket. Perfection.