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My Little Explorer

Meeting twin baby goats with her favorite human twins!

Her 1st donkey ride

Showing off her rockin' spike!

Typing at work with Morgan

Paisley's first pedicure with mama- we had to go for matching colors!  I know people are going to ask- I did them while she sat on my bathroom counter and I let her brush her teeth.  She didn't mind at all!

My happy baby's sweet smile!

Having a blast at play gym!

I love this one- it looks like she's being chased by someone.  :)

Exploring the tunnel at baby gym
Paisley is truly more fun every single month.  I'm definitely not one of those moms who gets sad when she gets bigger and I don't miss the newborn phase at all.  Personally, I thought it was WAY too much work and not nearly enough reward.  This is the fun time.  She can interact and she's getting her own personality.  (Even if it does mean she's starting to show her stubbornness more and more).

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  1. She is just so adorable, I love her facial expressions:)! I agree, I always thought I loved the newborn phase, but I DEFINITELY like this older infant phase much better! So much more fun!

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  2. So, so cute! Looks like you guys are having soo much fun with her!

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  3. She looks like she's having a blast. I agree with you about them becoming more fun as they get older. I do miss how tiny he was, but this age is so much more fun!

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  4. So cute!!! I miss that phase now that mine is 11 months old. Sigh. Enjoy it. Each moment is beautiful and so so quick!

    icLW

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  5. I loved the newborn phase but I have to admit that they really do get more fun as they get older. She looks to be a pretty happy kid!

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  6. Stopping in from ICLW - she is such a cutie! I miss the fuzzy haired days.

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  7. Your baby is so cute and smiley! The pictures are great! Thanks for sharing your little window into heaven with us. :)

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  8. Oh my gosh, she just gets more and more adorable! What a perfect childhood, getting to grow up around all those animals! I love it! :)

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  9. She looks like she is a ton of fun!!! And it does keep getting better and better and better...

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