We went to a bbq on Sunday, and I spent the whole day boasting about how it was her five month birthday. Sure enough though, as I was getting her ready for bed that evening, I realized that it had completely slipped my mind to take her picture. I was going to wait until the next day so that she wouldn't be in her pajamas, but that seemed strange and dishonest. Her pajamas are cute anyway.
Five months! Holy crap, I've been really excited about this one for some reason. Actually, for good reason... in the past month, she's totally transformed into a little person. she doesn't seem so helpless anymore. She's grown to love both of the strollers we have, car seat freak-outs are now a rarity, bath time is party time as far as she's concerned, and she's mastered rolling. She loves rolling so much that she thought it would be funny to roll right off the couch last week. Luckily, she got caught between my leg and a cushion. Every day I am more and more amazed by her, and more and more in love.