I Stand Corrected...(and Happy Thanksgiving!)

...her name is Butterscotch, not Buttercup. However, I'm assuming you knew what I was talking about. Not like you see a 4-foot size real-like horse display at the stores everyday.

Anyways. In other news, Carley's first Thanksgiving was pretty event-packed. We celebrated with my sister and her family a day early. My niece's birthday was last Tuesday. She turned 6, but of course we all remember the day she was born like it was just yesterday. 42-some-god-awful hours of labor only to find out she had to have a c-section type of delivery for my sister. And yes, even after all that she braved another!
Carley is obsessed with hair. I have a feeling its because of her lack-of-own. Dear niece took the hair-pulling very well and even managed a smile through the ouch-this-hurts picture.

Carley is now 8-months old for anyone watching the calendar. Time flies. In recent weeks, she has hit some milestones:

• Sleeping through the night every-so-often (and pretty good naps)
• Crawling (and crawling, and crawling, and crawling)
• Eating mostly stage 2 baby food without experiencing horrendous lower intestinal track issues hours later (ah, yes - doesn't have my hair, but got my stomach problems)
• (In my mind) She says "Mum" (ok, perhaps she's just discovered the "M" sound, but it sure sounds a heck-of-a-lot like Mum)
• Did I mention sleeping through the night? (please, lord, don't let me jinx this heavenly sleep pattern by typing it!)