I think this picture speaks for itself. It was that time on the clock and that is A.M. when everyone in this house should be dreaming of sheep and SLEEPING, so I thought I should take a picture just in case in some years I start to think how nice it would be to have one of these sweet little bundles again. At this point, I think she is bound and determined to stay the youngest in this family as Gerard and I hardly even sleep together in the same bed (lol) ...he ended up sleeping again on the couch with her last night. And what a spitty thing she is. Just some more "remembering "pictures for me. I keep hearing the splat on my floor. Nice really nice. Spitty babies are a lot more work, she goes through multiple sleepers a day and I often have to change my shirts(it's cold wearing a wet shirt) (I had forgotten as Timothy was an incredible spitty baby...being an preemie something about an immature reflux, he grew out of it eventually) And to end on a positive side... Sharleen and I had fun dressing her up in clothes, as I usually leave my babies in sleepers. It just seems more comfy and warmer in the cold winter. (and easier to change) It's hard to believe that the first picture is actually her...she can be such a little doll.