T.E.N.

My baby girl's 10 month anniverary passed without any pomp or circumstance. Not purposely, despite that subconsciously, I would like to ignore the fact that she is almost a year old. I don't know if it's possible but I swear she gets cuter every day. She is finally cutting teeth with her two middle bottom teeth starting to poke through at the same time. They don't seem to be bothering her too much, although watch your fingers if you try to fish something out of her mouth.

She has mastered the crawl, although she'll still resort to her belly crawl sometimes if she's in a real hurry.

She's pulling up and climbing on everything she can grab hold of, including the stairs. She gets up one step then cries because she can't figure out how to get back down. She also likes to climb onto the bouncer seat backwards and bounce. It makes me a bit nervous but she thinks it's hilarious.

She is a cackler, and a squealer, and a screecher. Basically, if you hear a loud noise, it probably came from Tess.

She is still a little peanut with plenty of room in her 6-9 month clothes. Surprising really, considering that she eats whatever we put in front of her. And I do mean whatever. Her most recent taste tests included spanish rice and baked beans. She hasn't found anything she doesn't like. Oh wait, ketchup on scrambled eggs. She's not a fan, although she will scarf down plain scrambled eggs and maybe take off a finger in the process.

She loves her big brothers and sisters. And bath time. Those are probably her two favorite things, the bath tub and somebody to play with.

I love this girl of mine.

Miss Tess Caroline.