Ella is now trading in her walk for a speed walk and I think she thinks she's running.
She can say baby, ball, juice, Momma, Dad, and Tate... although I don't think it really sounds like Tate at all. =) I would say her favorite word is Momma because she follows me around 80% of the day saying it while clinging to my leg. I won't lie, 80% of the time it drives me crazy. BUT... I do love the little stinker. We sometimes call her crew ella devil. fitting? crewel? She continues to love to climb on things. This morning she carried a stool in front of the toilet and put it down so she could climb up onto it. Soon she'll figure out how to get up to the sink. Soon she'll be a little girl, and not my little toddler trying to run around me. And while I don't think I'll miss how much she cries, I know I'll miss all this!

Tate is a little boy now and it's so fun, and so sad!




















