"Where's your nose?"

Oh, how my baby loves to eat. As her Daddy says, "She's a hoss." And now that she can climb up into her highchair all by herself, she wants to eat all the time! Her faithful friend Minnie is always nearby at mealtime, hoping for Marianne to drop (or fling) food onto the floor. Thank goodness we have a dog!

Marianne is learning about noses this week, and is beginning to point at noses when asked. This afternoon, I asked her, "Where's your belly?" and she patted her belly with gusto. Then I said, "Where's your nose?" and she put her finger on my nose! She's good at pointing out dogs' noses, and she pretty good at finding noses in photos. Her current favorite picture is of Grayson, her cousin.

She's infatuated, and I must say his picture is especially darling --he looks like a baby on the cover of Parents Magazine. His nine-month photo is on GaGa's fridge, and she cries for it. When the picture is finally in her clutches she points to his nose. What will she do when she sees him in June? :)