Logan in the double digits

My human is 10 months old. I can barely believe it.

Her personality bursts through more and more everyday.

She's starting to stand alone. She walks along things she can hold.

She loves when we help her walk, but she doesn't really walk...she dances and prances.

When she hears the Daniel Tiger theme song or  Welcome to New York, she instantly dances.

After some mind-losing, we tried Cry It Out. It was HARD. Like breastfeeding hard. Now she sleeps like a champ.

She's a stinker when it comes to eating. She will only eat something if she doesn't need help with it.

She loves olives.

She's been really sick the past few days. It makes me cry.

I literally feel like my heart is walking around outside of my chest.

The love I feel for my human is the most amazing feeling I've ever known.

I love my friendly, goofy, dancey, naughty, independent baby!