We interrupt our overdue post on the last 40 hours in NYC to tell you not that she is really crawling, which she is, or that she is trying to grab things by using the baby force by pointing and screaming at it, which is really cute and kinda annoying, or that she has eaten and loved roast chicken and graham crackers and raisins and homemade pancakes and pasta. All true and all so not the point when I tell you that Baby Girl went to bed at 8 and we did not see her sweet face again until 6:30.
I'm still doing the dance of joy.
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