She's developing a personality and I love every ounce of it. She's sweet and loving, easy and mellow. She still mostly prefers her mama but my theory is that it's really the milk she's after. As soon as she's weaned she'll be a daddy's girl no doubt. No new teeth, no new skills. She's nearly sitting on her own but really has no motivation to do much else. And I'm OK with that. The longer she takes to stand/crawl/walk, the more I get to cherish her babyhood. She's my soft squishy lovebug and I can't get enough of her.