Baby Rue is getting so big. My fat baby, I call her, actually. :) She's wearing size 9 month clothes. Almost 4 months old, and she still has her hair! We get all sorts of comments on it where ever we go. I should probably call her Ace, because she's sort of stylin' like Ace Ventura by the end of the day.
Good news: She finally likes her baths. She kicks and plays and splashes, and talks to herself while she does it. It's a hoot.
Bad news: She thinks she wants to roll over. Watch out world, this kid wants to be on the move. I guess I can't leave her alone on the bed or the couch anymore. She hasn't rolled yet, but every time I lay her on the blanket she turns to her side, so it's only a matter of time.
In other news: She still hates her car seat. She still gets up about twice at night. And I am still nursing her (and hating every minute of it).But, I love this roly-poly and wouldn't trade her for the world.
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