Hey.

Ellie's in bed. It's nice. She wants to be picked up a lot. I think she's old enough and particular enough to officially be considered spoiled. It's no good, I need to start getting meaner. She fed herself a jar of carrots the other day. I was so proud. (:

This weekend we're going to get tough about her sleeping habits. Shes too old to be waking up in the middle of the night every night and she needs to go to bed earlier than 11. There will be a LOT of crying Friday night. I'm already sad thinking about it. But hopefully it will make her sleep better and so be a happier wakeful baby, and me a happier wakeful Mommy. Dr. Ferber had better be right about this.

Have I mentioned how beautiful she is?



Well, she is.