Amelie and I are doing very well. In fact, today she is
five months old. Dude, time flies. and guess what? A couple of days
ago she sprouted her first pearly white. I was so proud I nearly
cried! hahaa, weird huh? I was really excited until she started biting
my nipples after eating and laughing about it, like the look of horror
on my face was the funniest thing in the world. Aiyah, babies. So
yeah, we're doing good. I decided that she's old enough to fall asleep
by herself. You know I used to hold her all the time and rock her and
baby her, but she's a big baby now and I've decided I can handle a
little more crying if it means she'll get a good, resorative nap and I
get a bit more personal time.