Where has our tiny little newborn daughter gone? I looked at Samantha sitting in her car seat this morning and she fills the car seat now! When she was born, just a few months ago, she was all but lost in it. She's wearing 6 to 9 month clothes now too, and has outgrown a remarkable number of things already. Every day she looks bigger.

She's developing better control over her hands every day, and has learned to work the musical crib mirror with her feet as well. She's chewing on everything in sight, and is much better at grabbing things and stuffing them into her mouth. She also has a new rattle that she seems to love (although she hits herself in the head with it from time to time, which I wish she wouldn't, because it's made of wood). She becomes more observant and more engaged with the world with each passing day.

As far as personality, she's a bright sunny baby most of the time, although she's still in a clingy phase where she cries if you try to put her down when she wants to be held, and she doesn't like us to be out of her sight for long.

But she squeals with delight when she sees us in the morning or when I come home from work, and she smiles at everyone, even Ella. Except, of course, when it's time to go to bed. That's still a nightly ordeal for everyone involved.