This is the new face that she gives me when she wants me to perform for her smiles. She is such a stinker but this face makes me dance like her puppet.
The new obsession: making bubbles. Her tongue is her new best friend.
Her Auntie Manda gave her UGG boots and Hensley LOVES them! She mainly loves to eat them, but it is the only shoe that she will keep on, so we wear them often in this chilly weather. Thanks Auntie!
Had to get a close-up picture...look at those yummy little leg rolls! I feel the need to bite her (maybe that is bad to admit) and find myself kissing and nibbling on her so much during the day. She is going to grow up and have a complex towards needing personal space because I have invaded hers for seven months. Oops.
Funny story of the month: Hensley turned beet red trying to get her business done in her diaper, and when she finished Jon went to change her. He opened her diaper to find just one little baby turd. Being the accountant that he is, he knows exactly how much each diaper costs. She did not pee or didn't make a mess in her diaper, so Jon battled in his mind about whether a new diaper was needed or if he could just remove her brown friend and re-diaper her. The 17 cents won. He then proceeded to realize he didn't have anything around to remove her turd, so he picked it up with his bare hands and took it to the toilet. He later told me this was a mistake.
Sweet story: Hensley will lean for you if she wants to be picked up and even will raise her arms to you. We can't seem to get enough of this and when she leans for us our day seems magically complete! She loves to hug and will wrap her arms around your neck and squeeze crazy tight. She often will accompany a hug with her famous french kisses on your face! Wierd how slobber always seemed gross until she came along. Now she basically licks you and for some reason it is the best!! Picture this moment: Jon was sitting on the floor with Henz and he got up and she whined for him and raised her arms. Jon melted and looked as if he would cry at any moment. End of story. We really are trying not to spoil her, but I think we are failing!
Happy seventh month of life to my darling girl. I cannot imagine life without her.
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