Gloria has moved into the big-girl realm of vegetables. This week is carrots, and she's pretty happy with them. Excuse the awkward angle and bad background (which my new flash allowed me to blur out - previously I couldn't have used such low aperture settings in a dark room END GUSHING ABOUT MY FLASH). This was taken as I lied, miserable, in bed. But not so miserable that I couldn't force Mike to feed Gloria on the bed so I could photo-document every orange, squishy mouthful. I'm one of those obnoxious moms even with cold chills and a sinus migraine.
I feel somewhat better today. Which is good, because Gloria is becoming quite the little animal to keep up with. These photos were taken within an eight-minute span of time. Every time I looked up she was in a different place.
There. A play-by-play of my six-month-old moving three feet. Take that, internet. Quiver under the sheer mass of my parentally obsessed photography.
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