Happy Fourth of July! (Or fourth of July, depending where you are.) We went to a local festival for lunch and bingo and snowcones. I wanted to rush home in time for M’s nap, but she conked out almost as soon as the car started moving and then was full of beans once we were back. Usually she’ll eventually fall asleep for the remainder of her nap when that happens, but today she just joyfully played in her crib for an hour, like a goof (and then went to bed a little bit early). We spent our afternoon doing the usual stuff, which often involves lying on the floor for me. M is pretty good with independent play, but it’s nice to be close to her if she wants something, and she loves trying to climb over me now that she’s a little more active/mobile. Plus, lying on the floor requires almost no muscles. I took today’s photos from my spot on the floor — Nova was sitting on the footstool, pretending to be noble.
M’s bottom two teeth poked through a couple of days ago — not that you’d know it from her cheerful demeanor. (You can’t actually see them yet, just feel them.) I think it must be because they’ve come in so slowly (they’ve looked ‘ready’ since she was about three months old); maybe these ones just didn’t hurt. Even with all the leaps and changes she’s made recently, it wasn’t until the teeth came in that I suddenly felt sad that M won’t be a baby forever. Someday she’ll have a whole mouth full of teeth!