Whoa, hold on there little missus . . .

No need to rush this along now.

I'm afraid there is no stopping it, so this little sugar pie has gone and turned...

6 months old!!!

(yesterday)

Currently she's working on teeth (thus the tongue, I think she's feeling them),

sitting up (she can go for a good minute at least but it's a shaky one),

but she's not really putting a whole-hearted effort into her assignment of sleeping through the night!

Most often she's in this position or rolling all over the room.

"Hmmm, what's your shirt say?"

"O.K., got it!" (-:

(clicked a bunch of them sitting together for the first time ever today, the 21st, and these were not in this sequence originally. Some times you've just got to fudge reality a bit to fit a cute shirt I say.)

And finally,

Can I ask?

Really, who packs left-over pizza away like this??!!

I'm not going to name names, but let me tell you, it was kind of anti-climatic for me this afternoon when I excitedly remembered we had left-over pizza in the fridge then I had to dig it out of this contraption with a knife and pry the pieces apart, reattaching cheese as I went in order to eat it. Big downer!!!

Please take note pizza-packer, use a plate next time!