We've decided to give Daughter a name. What name? Stay tuned. Ha.
:Becca's mouth. My nose. Becca's hair colour. My ears. Becca's butt.
:Becca has become surprisingly enchanted with her. Last night, Daughter, in a complete violation of personal space boundaries, was nuzzling Becca's cheek, sucking at it like Veruca Salt working an Everlasting Gobstopper. And Becca LET her. It appears that Mum is actually a bit fond of the Toothead. Quite the duo.
:Not of major concern, but developmentally she's not enunciating her vowels clearly at all.
:Currently she is residing in my lap while I write. Her eyes occasionally wink scowlingly at me as my fingers salsa across the keyboard. Sometimes I think she's SPYING on me. Which fills me with JOY. She really, really likes me.