Look out. I'm sentimental.

Nutmeg is so ready to engage everyone socially, and so good at entertaining herself, too. She's kinda like Mary Poppins like that.

When she's grumpy, often eye contact and chatting is enough to cheer her up. She's such an easygoing baby. (Of course, once you walk away, she starts grumping again). For example, right now she's carrying on a conversation with the rocking chair. She's kicking it, and it's rocking. She coos and then laughs. It's pretty cute. I'm going to have to go pick her up and steal those coos for myself!!
On her actual Five-Month-Day, Nutmeg had just completed her first cross-country flight. She did a great job! I had been quite stressed about it, as usual...
And as usual, God took such good care of me. Traveling was a delight. Not just the two flights, but also the car drive down to my parents' with my sister, her husband, their daughter, and their two dogs.
Not being sarcastic. It was AWESOME.

Did you know that if you have an iPhone you can FIND THE NEAREST CHICK-FIL-A and also AVOID BAD WEATHER...while you're driving?!?
I feel like I'm one of the Jetsons. Only the Jetsons didn't have Chick-fil-A, so I'm even better off than the Jetsons. Only I don't have a jetpack, so maybe we're even.
Where were we? Five months.
So anyway, I took the pictures when I got home a few days later.

And, she learned to grab her feet. She
really got into grabbing her feet. Peanut. I love peanut feet.


Bud and Nutmeg, keepin' it real with the "I'm five months old and I love my feet. Plus I know how to grab them" thing.
No smiles from Nutmeg this month. I mean, during the shoot. I'll let Wombles carry the smiles:

In half of his 5-month onesie shots, he's smiling, grinning, and looking to his right. Why? Because I had help in cheering him:


Speaking of smiles. Oh, my word. Pixie! I miss your sweet little baby teeth. Where did my four-year-old go?!
Off to snuggle every snugglebuddy in sight,
H