My precious girl you are growing up so fast. You now manage to wriggle your way to the bottom of your rocker and hang your leg out the side- just chilling. This week you laughed for the first time and at me your mum making silly hooting noises. You still manage to spew a lot but are totally cool about it and don't fuss or bother. You love having a bath which I try to give you everyday- you relax in the little hammock while I pour warm water over your body. You don't even cry anymore when I take you out. Your favourite thing is still your dummy.