As you can tell from Amaya's cheeks, hands and thighs, she had no problem eating. Except that she occasionally likes to smear it every where. Like this morning: Banana. Everywhere.


And of course today she was all dressed up for Lisa's birthday, but with the mess she made of a banana, I really didn't want to try chocolate frosting, I guess we'll get to see it this weekend.

John lighting Lisa's candles with the creme brulee torch.

Amaya's new love: string cheese. Much less messy = my new favorite food for her.
Hopefully coming soon:
She's been pulling herself to a stand in her crib, but we never catch it on camera. And I got little elastics to put her hair in pig-tails! I think it's finally long enough.