Happy belated half-birthday baby girl!
Holy cow. Here we are in the middle August with a pre-crawling, peach-craving, non-napping, bottle-hating, accessory-wearing sixth month old. And we are so in love. Sweet Cole is revealing her personality more each day. She still loves her people and is delighted to see them. She's growing more tolerant of strangers and will even flirt with them a bit if Peter or I am around. She's got a number of different smiles from the sneaky grin she gives me while nursing to the Joey-Potter-half-smile. Not that she'll ever know who Joey Potter is.
This month, we've had what seems like a constant stream of visitors. We housed a rescue dog for a couple of nights. We joined the Botanic Garden. And we went to Baltimore, again. Cole has now traveled on 8 planes!
She's dragging herself all over the place and on the verge of crawling. She pulled herself up one day in the bath and gave her Daddy a real fright. And she's become quite the chatterbox. It's hard to believe how much she's changed in the last six months. But it sure keeps things exciting!