Measurin' Up

The other day, Mom and Dad measured my height and wrote it on the wall. It was hard to stand still for them to make the mark, but by our best guesstimates, I'm about two foot two and a half. I'm way past Daddy's knees now when I'm standing, so I'm not knee-high to anything anymore (well, maybe Uncle Tavis - we'll have to check when I see him at Easter).

I tried avocado today - and gagged! I sure hope they don't push that one, because it is the worst yet - I almost pushed it right back out of my mouth.

I'm getting into a pretty regular nap schedule (most days - yesterday, I almost stayed awake all day!) Generally I like to go down for a nap around 10 am or so, and then again at 3-ish. And I've pushed my bedtime up to around 8 or 8:30, sometimes even earlier. Being cute and adorable all day is just so darn tiring! Daddy gives me my bath every day after supper (lots of splashing fun!), and then I cuddle with Mom and eat myself to sleep - ahhh, life is good!