8 months old!

 Yes, today.  8 months old.

It's hard to believe.

She's crawling up a storm - textbook-style, too.
And no speck of dirt or fuzz on my floors is safe anymore.

She also hunts dandelions and sleeping cats.

(Notice Angelica slinking past in the background.)

Happy day, my sweet bundelina.

1 comment:

Abigail said...

Happy eight months, beautiful! Here's a snippet of song for your eight-month old. I used to sing it to Lucinda when she was born, but I changed it to "Blackcap Baby," because that's what we called her.

You are a wonderful mama, Heidi. Now that spring has sprung, I've probably told the girls a dozen times, "I don't know, and I can't really see it, but if you asked Aunt Heidi, SHE would know" when they've asked me about birds I can barely see. Sigrid is going to have such a rich childhood!