Felicia is eleven months old today. Too. Stinkin'. Fast.
While she'll always be my "baby" (cue the chirpy Mariah Carey music), I am intent on savoring this last month of official "babydom."
While I may want to linger in this last stage of "babydom," Feesh may be indicating she is ready to grow right on up. Especially if making out with a mirror is any indication. A little too early for that, babe.
Practicin' my sun protection. And learning how to take those 'come hither from under the sunnies' photos.
The shirt says it all.
Great photos and commentary! My, she is precious.
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