My little one is 5 months old now.
She's a big baby. She's a happy baby. She likes the sound of her own voice.
She gets fluff balls on the back of her head. We have to cut them out every few days.
She loves Lone.
A few days ago, Lone and I danced around the living room to some rocking beats and Smyth refused to watch me! She just followed Lone around with her eyes. She loves her big sister.
Maybe I've lost my moves?
A dog followed us on our walk the other day, barking his head off at Tophino (our dog) and she thought
it was the funniest thing. Every time he barked, she laughed and she wasn't even looking at him!
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