This little tornado is now all over the place, leaving behind trails of mess. As soon as she's eyeing an open closet, drawers, or the dish washer she speed crawls to explore what is hidden inside, before it is closed again. Many of them she has already figured out to open by herself. I'm too busy to keep a regular schedule with the gym at the moment, but following behind in those trails I suppose is keeping me in some form of shape as they are repeated several times a day...
Today she is 11 months, and it seems so surreal we will celebrate her first birthday in just a month. What happened to our teeny tiny baby?
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