half a year

Little miss Abby is six months old. I can't believe it.

She likes hugs and kisses, both getting them and giving them (though her "giving" a kiss is really more her licking your face and drooling all over you, but it's sweet nonetheless). She loves playing airplane with her Mommy and spaceship with her Daddy. She loves her Yankees, her Dolphins, her Gators and, most importantly, her Uga and, therefore, her Bulldawgs. She loves her Raffe and Ellie and has a new buddy (a Blue) that she thinks is fun to lick.

Anything and everything must be in her mouth, from stuffed animals to toys to kitty cat tails to Mommy's hand and Daddy's nose. Everything must go in her mouth -- except, that is, for peas. She likes her sweet potatoes and her carrots. She loves her green beans and her applesauce. She likes her peaches, especially when Mommy mixes them with oatmeal, and she thinks she likes this new "Pasta and Vegetable Medley" (it's a 2nd stage) thing that Mommy had her try last night. But she does not -- repeat, does not like peas. (Not that anyone can blame her on that one).

She thinks this apple juice in a cup thing might be worth trying. She's a pro at rolling over and she's starting to sit up on her own. She loves her books and her ball and her blocks and her elephants -- all four of them. She likes her playmat, her bouncy chair, her bouncer, her swing and her walker and she can't wait to be able to ride her zebra. She likes her crib. Scratch that -- she loves her new crib. (Mommy isn't complaining -- that crib saves Mommy's back!)

She does not like having a cold. She does not like coughing so bad it wakes her up. She does not like her throat hurting. She's not so sure about doctors.

She's almost sixteen pounds and I'm not sure how tall, but she's over two feet. She likes to stand up and she wants to walk but she just can't seem to figure out this whole balance thing. She's pretty sure crawling is for the weak and she wants to go straight to running. Not sure how well that'll go over.

She's really really strong.

She likes baths, or at least likes splashing in them. It's fun to see how wet she can get Mommy. She likes to play with her food and she just where she can manage to get it. (Carrots in the middle of her back. STILL not sure how she managed that one.) She likes her buddies at day care, but she loves it when Mommy comes to pick her up and play with her. She likes shopping with Mommy because everyone wants to talk to her.

She likes yard sales because people give her things.

She likes her kitty cat. She likes dogs, especially licky ones. She likes cords, controllers, remote controls, cameras, iPods, cell phones and anything that is in anyway electronic. She likes keys.

She loves money. Though she's not sure what to do with it once she gets it.

She likes being upside down every once in awhile. She likes mirror baby and picture baby.

She's not sure what to make of video baby.

She likes cuddles; she likes bottles; she likes Blue's Clues and she likes songs. She likes Puff the Magic Dragon and Stay Awake and Feed the Birds but her favorite is still Olde Newcastle Towne. She likes NCIS because Mommy does and she loves car rides.

She likes rain and storms as long as she's not out in them.

She loves people.

She's my girl, my world, my life and I don't know what I ever did without her.