Zia pics.

Babies change so fast, I feel compelled to capture my last's little everythings on film(ish;) Days are often a blur of busy-ness, and, though savored as much as possible, I do have big plans for sitting back and flipping through photos when the time comes ;)


Label it Zia, ten and a half months :) But a monthly update right now seems too far away.

She Loves to roll around on the bed and wrestle. Horribly nerve wracking as she does not yet fear edges, despite plenty of tumbles.

She insists upon feeding herself. This is messy. She flips for apples and finally has enough teeth (6!) to be trusted with one with only minor choking fears (that damn tough skin.)

She chews on Everything. Gravel. Dirt. Furniture. And of course, toys. Cow lost his head And ear. She literally chewed through the leather flap.

She is getting So Big. Yet she is still So small:). E's boot just about bests her. But her strength is Fierce. She can lift almost anything. And climb about anything, too. Yet she weighs in at barely 18 pounds (perhaps a titch less. She felt sitting naked on a scale, out of my arms, in a strange location deserved a lot of wiggling and whining;)

She's worn through a pair of shoes already.

She mimics P. He screams, she screams. He collects on evening walks (always:), she collects on evening walks. But where Brother brings a bag or cons us into carting, Z tries, true to do it all herself form, to grab everything with fat baby hands. This is humorous.

She loves to look for the cat, saying "Danda, kitty-cat.". She loves to point (at everything) and say,"What's dat?".

Those snippets line up with the pics. If only I could put them together on my phone :).