I know it's been a long time since I've blogged. Like I said... I struggle with consistency. I feel guilty because I haven't documented so much of Zoe. Man, she's amazing. Her personality is really coming out. Feisty. Stubborn. Funny. That about sums it up. She's 11 months old. Where does the time go?! She's crawling and pulling herself up on everything. She's so curious; exploring the world around her with such wonder and awe. She's saying words. Mainly "wassat (what's that)?!" "Coco (Jodi's dog)," "Hi," and "Mama." She's waving hi and bye. And she's getting into everything. I swear every time I clean up one of her messes she's got another one in the works. She gives me a run for my money and she's not even walking yet. It's so beautifully exhausting. Lately, at night, she only wants Mama to hold her. No one else allowed. I'm not gonna lie. I LOVE that. There's nothing like feeling needed and wanted by someone who loves so innocently and unconditionally. With everyday that passes, I love her more than I did the day before. My heart just swells.

So here's what we've been up to lately:

We swim.

We feed ourselves (with 5 teeth).

We feed ourselves rocks.

We climb stairs.

We act like a dog.

We help Grampy work.

We hang out naked.

We get stuck in chairs.

We crinkle our nose.

And many, many, many other shennanigans...

Despite all the struggles, I look at this little girl and can't help but think life is wonderful.