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Miss Paisley rockin' her skinny jeans

Loving my water bottle.  Maybe she realizes that I drink 3-4 of these a day to keep the milk supply up. And she loves fresh milk!

Enjoying a 70 degree day in January at the zoo

Our family at the zoo- plus a random child who wandered up.

My stylish fashionista protecting her retinas

Pooped out from a long day at the zoo.  Oh, and that is so not our Escalade.  I'm the Equinox parked next to it!
Life just keeps getting more and more fun with her.  She's smiling more, giggles spontaneously, and interacts all the time.  She loved watching the animals at the zoo and would squeal with delight when they'd come close.  Of course she wasn't too impressed with the goats in the petting zoo since she has one of her own! 

As I type this, she's squirming all over my lap and when I just looked down at her, she grinned from ear to ear and whispered a sweet "goo" which I'm pretty sure is baby talk for "I love you mom".  This little girl has me wrapped around her finger!

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  1. Lol, love it, so cute! I am always amazed when I see babies out for the the day with NO bib! Oh, how freeing that would be for us! But, that is not our fate with this little guy:).

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  2. cute pics! 70 in january is hard to fathom!!!! i guess i totally dont remember where you guys live!

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  3. Cuteness overload! She just has the sweetest face!

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  4. Ok. She has reached an all time high on the cuteness scale!!! :) Love her. And you dress her so cute! :)

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  5. As it should be!! (wrapped around your finger)She's soooo cute!! And soo happy!

    Can you believe how it keeps getting better and better and better???

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  6. love the baby skinny jeans! too cute!!

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