four month old taco

Last Thursday Lydia turned four whole months old. That's a third of a year -- quite an old taco! So much has happened this past month, as well. She has been quite busy.

First, she became a cousin three days into her fourth month with the arrival of her cousin, Elizabeth. We are all glad that Elizabeth is finally here, and Lydia is pleased to have a buddy.



This month was also Lydia's first real sickness with an impromptu trip to the doctor, medication, and everything. She recovered very quickly, thankfully. She certainly did better than me -- I had about a month-long sinus infection during this time that I could not shake. I'm sure we were an absolute blast for The Husband.

Lydia discovered her hands could grab things -- on command! -- and she has made great use of this new superpower. Fingers, bibs, itty bitty toys, Mommy's necklace . . . anything that swings by she'll take a swipe at it. She keeps her claws at the ever ready.



Sometimes, The Claws get confused and just grab each other, producing an entanglement of fingers. It's like a puzzlebox.



To top off a month of many changes, Lydia figured out the fine art of rolling over the other weekend. Ever the ham, she waited until she had an audience of seven with cameras already out before she did it. She likes attention and loves to watch people watching her, or even better, talking to her. If in the right mood, she will talk right back.



This girl has been so much fun. Every day she is doing something new. She's actually making it hard to keep up. I keep waiting for her to stand up, toss her pacifier to the side and announce, "Okay, I'm off to college. See ya!"

I'll just run behind her, hollering, "Wait -- one more picture!"