Our little Berlinee (ber*lyn*ee) is 6 months old today. That's just one of many nicknames bestowed upon her. She had her 6 month shots this morning and was such a trooper. As with Finn, I found myself blinking back tears as they had me hold her down on the table. Seriously, is there anything worse than seeing your own kids cry? It just breaks my heart to hear their blood-curdling screams and cries when they get poked. Thank heavens that hugs & kisses make it all better.
She's 25 inches tall and 16 lbs. Definitely not as tall as her big brother but that's ok - I'm hoping that means she won't outgrow all her clothes as quickly as Finn did. She loves to play on the snail rocker in the toy room. She has 2 teeth now and it looks like the 3rd is coming in, which means that her clothes and blankets are always soaked from sucking on them, and her hands are always slimy and wet be it from sucking her thumb or shoving the nearest toy into her mouth. She is by far a more avid chewer than Finley. We are on a routine now with 2 naps a day usually at the same time which makes it easy for us to plan our day with the usual errands, playdates, and fun outings.