Six

Six is the total number of teeth Sophie now has. Slowly but surely she is pushing them through, so the last physical sign of baby is leaving. I knew it was apparent to me that she was more kid than baby now, but it seems that even my stoic husband is noticing as well.

Last night when she was up crying because her teeth hurt Jacob went in to rock her to sleep (with the help of some Ambesol). He came back and cuddled up next to me and said "It's kind of nice in a weird way that she is crying at night now because sometimes it seems that is the only time she still needs us". That's not exactly true... she uses us a lot through the day. We still have to feed her, change her, bathe her etc... but I knew what he meant. She is just so independent that sometimes we seem more like her staff than her parents!

She is learning so much right now! Besides normal things like colors and numbers, size and shapes she is testing limits, learning consequences, and perhaps most frightening...modeling behavior. I am really trying to be conscience of my reactions and attitudes to everything, keeping in mind that I am (or should be) a mirror of what Christ should look like in my life. She'll always need that, even when she is all grown up and really doesn't need me to change her diapers anymore!