Hannah is 7 months old!

All my friends with kids told me: It goes faster with your second. It's one of those things that you can hear and believe, but you don't know it until you know it. I know that I was in disbelief as Sylvia's first year flashed before my eyes, but this is nuts!

Hannah is 7-months old today! She reminds me of a rhyme my mom used to tell me:

There was a little girl
And she had a little curl,
Right in the middle of her forehead,
When she was good,
She was very, very good,
And when she was bad she was horrid.

No curls yet, and she's mostly a dream baby -- happy, cute, sweet. But then the monster comes out!

No major developments since Jan 2, but here's the scorecard:
She still looks like she has a major growth spurt coming (chubby!); she is an excellent roller, and trying so hard to crawl; still no teeth; her eye color is sort of hazel; she loves to play and to bounce; she loves attention and smiles.

And she just started crying. So, here's a bunch of pictures I already uploaded, sans the incredibly insightful and clever captions that I certainly would have included: