How did she get to be so big!?

Charlie is a fiery little tyke.  Keeps me on my toes.

Her personality is priceless.  The kid gets it.  Nursing her to sleep she smiled and said "ah pau" (all pau), meaning finished.  She did the hands too.  I said "you're not all pau" and she laughed and went back to nursing.  Only to repeat this at least ten times.

And when I call the kids she has to call them too.  She says Georgia pretty well, and it's adorable.  She hasn't gotten down Murphy or Millie yet, but she calls Harley "YaYa" which is so funny because that is what Georgia called him (and why my mom still calls him that)!

She has mastered the high pitch screech (that Millie utilized more often than not at this age).  A quarter of the time it's in conjunction with an arch back tantrum.  The rest of the time it's out of excitement.  Or when she's escaping up the stairs because she likes the echo it makes.

Without fail, Charlie crawls out of her seat and on to the dining room table.  Breakfast, lunch and dinner.  Naughty.  She has made a habit of making us laugh as she sits up there by chewing on her yogurt container (using her mouth to pick it up from the table), or ripping papers, or covering her head with a napkin.  Without fail I hear belly laughs from the big three.

I can't believe how old Charlie is getting and how her little (or big!) personality is so phenomenal.  I can't wait until she is two or three (or older).  She is going to be a nonstop source of laughs.