Here we are. Three months old. And more pictures of me with a sticker and a piece of paper.


What you don't see is the following:
- I'm smiling with everyone when they smile at me. It used be gas. Now I find everyone hilarious.
- I'm singing more. Dad thinks it's better than the grunts I have been giving him since I showed up.
- I started daycare. I'm the best at the swing.
- I found my feet. There they are. Still can't eat them. Must practice more.
- I discovered that mom's lip won't be pulled off easily. I'll keep grabbing it to see if it has loosened.
- I was told I had "model eyes" by a pop star. He has more hair than Dad.
- I have grown out of my size 1 diapers and out of the infant level of the pack n' play. So what if that is supposed to happen when I'm at 4-5 months. My double chin says phhhtppht!!
- The dogs seem to like my face. Their breath needs help.
- I'm wearing some sort of white dress soon. Something to do with water. I do like baths.
- I have a cold right now. I'm cranky. It confuses the parent people. I think it's funny.
Gotta go. Time for my nightly massage and super-sized bottle.
Love, Ella
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