Where did my baby go?

Lydia is seven months now and I took pictures of her playing in the bath the other day. Then as I was looking through old pictures and saw how much she's changed, I became really sad. Where did my baby go? She used to be so small and cute and now she's so big and funny (and still cute). I miss having my little Lydi. Here is a picture for comparison.

Isn't it so crazy?! Now she's sitting up in the tub and splashing and playing, where before she would just lay there quietly and try to figure out what was going on. I do love seeing her grow and experience the thrill of watching her learn new things and discover life. Here are some fun new facts about her now...

She loves to drum. She'll slap her hands on anything and will hit objects with toys to see how it sounds. She loves shaking toys to a beat.

Lydia loves the kitchen floor. She'll scoot from the carpet to the hard tile so she can bang her hands on it and roll around. I don't understand this because she bangs her head... a lot.

She does NOT wake up well from evening naps, I try to avoid her taking them at all costs.

She smiles with her mouth as wide open as possible.

I can't laugh at anything on TV because it makes her cry hysterically, as if I just yelled rather than laughed. It's weird and a little bothersome, you'd think she'd like laughing.

She doesn't babble around other people often, but at home she's all about making weird noises.

She hates getting her clothes changed.

She is fascinated by TV commercials. . . .perhaps the catchy tunes? I have to turn her high chair away from the TV or she's too distracted to eat (hmm already like her father) and she still strains to look around the back of her chair to catch a glimpse.

Jumping and bouncing are her favorite, especially on Daddy's shoulders.

She carries around cloth items in her mouth like a momma bear.

Lydia HATES when you leave her in her high chair and walk out of the room. Expect hysterics, even if you're gone for two seconds. You've damaged her for life and she'll let you know it for the next half hour. . .even after she's calmed down, between bites of food the fake cry will continue- after all, you did leave her alone in her high chair.

No one can figure out her eye color because it's still hasn't changed from the baby blue/gray. I personally hope it never does and I say the color of her eyes are slate.

She's the most fun and laughs I've ever had.

She doesn't smile for other people very often, just stares with her eyebrows furrowed in a very inquisitive look.

I could keep going because I love talking about her, but I'll just end with this ...

She's finally getting long enough hair to give her crazy hairdos in the tub :)

I love you Lydi bug!