That’s what she smells like sometimes. When she drinks, she sometimes lets the milk run down the side of her mouth and down to her neck. So when I smell her, she smells like a delicious breakfast. It’s bad enough I always want to eat her up, then she smells like that. It’s hard to keep from biting her. But don’t worry, I won’t.
She eats so much. Sometimes I feel like all I do is prepare bottles for her to eat. Then when I think she’s had enough, she wants more. I want to get a baby scale just so I can see how much she gains a day. She’s such a piggy. And with all the formula she drinks, she’s become a pooping machine. ew. At least she’s not constipated anymore.
As Grandma Auayan had pointed out in her comment on my last entry, Lorelai is spoiled. Daddy spoils her rotten. And Grandma can’t help but buy her lots of things. I’m not complaining (yet). I guess I spoil her also. I can’t help but smother her with kisses even when she’s got a loaded diaper.
I’m a bit lost for words right now. Check out her pictures. I put up some more. Bye for now.