Getting To It

Today, when she turned five months old, I, finally and at long last, composited various of her second month photos. Here are two of the five that I did.

She spent the afternoon here with us being very cute. She's doing fine but quite content to be cute and leave the early sitting up and rolling over to other babies. Cuppa may have taken pictures today, but I'm not sure, and, quite frankly, I'm too pictured out to pursue it. The greatest change from these pictures, aside from size, is that she has put on a ton of baby fat. And here hair, oh her hair: fine, curly and very fly-away. Unless it changes dramatically, she'll suffer a lot of angst over her curly locks, just as her mother did. Everyone else always thought Maw's hair quite wonderful, but, of course, she wanted it straight and manageable, and although it always looked nice, it was anything but straight. However, if memory serves, it was quite manageable compared to the Smudge's hair.