
At her last doctor appointment...21 pounds, 10 ounces and 30 inches long. She's growing like a weed. I'm scared to buy her any clothes because I feel like she grows out of everything in about 5 minutes. She's not quite crawling yet, but she scoots and rolls and manages to travel over quite a bit of our floor. She is still fascinated by the cat and dog. She's a good girl in church--even though she likes to squawk and make noise, she stays pretty quiet if she's got a church bulletin to play with and a constant supply of cereal puffs to eat. We're trying to get her to pick up chucks of banana to eat, but once mealtime is over, we tend to find most of the banana on the side of her chair. The biggest excitement of the last week was that Elsa got her first pair of Nikes. She loves the noise they make; we love the fact that they stay on her feet.
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