Today I went through Camryn's clothes to bag up everything too small and oh man, something about all those little stacks of pink just broke my heart a little bit.  The heart butt, the ruffle butts, the fuzzy hooded animal print jammies, the polka dots.  Was my baby really ever that small?  When we went to visit her new (7 lb.) cousin Reese in the hospital, Camryn all of a sudden looked huge.  Like a weird giant baby.

So, ya, she's growing up fast and all that jazz.  And we are in a funny clothing dilema over here.  It's suddenly too cold for her summery little onsies, but she's not big enough yet for her winter 12 month clothes.  And the other thing is that even though she has plenty of warm clothes, none of them really match each other.  But I need to keep her warm obviously, so if you see a baby hanging around looking ridiculous and kind of like an orphan wearing black & white polka tights under pink & brown striped pants (rolled up), a yellow jacket (sleeves rolled up X5) and pink knitted mittens--don't worry about it.  A little pattern clashing never hurt anyone right?

I watch another baby on Mondays while her momma is in class.  Born the same week as Camryn and they are way funny together.  When I first started doing it back in August they would mostly just lay there and look at each other.  Now they mostly squeal at each other, and try to poke each others eyes out and steal each others binkies (which Tanner thinks is really hilarious).  Camryn is pretty passive and kind of gets a little bit bullied by babies her age who are crawling all over her and are making more agressive attempts at her binky and eyes, but today she kind of owned the other kid.  At one point out of nowhere she grabbed the girls hood and pulled her down.  Low-blow sneak attack.  Maybe she's learning to stand up for herself?