My niece the cow

My littlest niece will be five months old tomorrow, on the 18th. Here she is, the cutest little cow ever, on Halloween. Here's what she can do: sit up propped against you; try to stand up on her own teeny feet; follow a conversation with her genetically less-likely blue eyes; bat at the little dangling toys and gurgle; demand to be on your lap instead of on her own on the floor; almost-a-push-up; joyfully, gurrrrggggly laugh.

Mica is also a shadow marker for me and F -- our first in-person meeting was the day before she was born. Her development milestones seem to put ours in perspective :-). Like Mica, we don't have to be handled with *absolute* care, we can be tossed around a bit. Kind of a good thing.