The Life of Ally

So Ally has been having it rough lately. Here's what's happening in her life.

1. Recovering from a cold. Right now she is asleep, but wakes herself up coughing often.
2. Teething, or so I'd assume by the 2 foot long strings of drool hanging out of her mouth today and from gnawing on her hand.
3. She's figuring out the walking thing
4. (By the time I got to 4 here she has woken up again) She got 4 vaccines at the doctor's office Friday
5. She quit napping all together this past weekend. She took a good nap finally this morning, and a short one this afternoon
6. How could I forget? She has switched from formula to whole milk and her mean mean moms have made her use a sippy cup for some of the time. Not that she does it. I mean, if she can't get it her way, why have it at all?

So yeah, life here is busy. I've dubbed myself the walking tissue. I don't really mind that much, but it is a little gross. I have to add "see if my shirt is presentable" to the before leaving the house list.

By the way, all was well at the 12 month checkup. She's now a whopping 18 pounds 11 ounces, firmly in the 10th percentile all around. And she didn't pee on me this time. And she only cried momentarily for our very nice doctor.

Just returned to the computer from a 20 minute Tylenol-rocking-singing-failed bottle. And as I finished that sentence, she started crying again. Poor kid.

Anyway, here is some cuteness from today and a few days ago.

What, you expect me to eat? I think I'll just mash the food into the tray and then one-by-one drop any remaining pieces of food off the side.

A girl and her cat.

Ally this week can now walk around the house with her walking toy. She needs a spotter, but it doing it all herself.

An actual smile. Today! Unbelievable.

After dinner, we had another meltdown. We popped in the Baby Einstein as a last resort to sanity. This is what happened. 15 minutes of zone out time for us all, and a cessation of loud fussing.