My Little Sidekick

I might need to start pinning a warning sign on Summer each morning, because it's just not fair. 

Everywhere we go she just charms the socks of innocent bystanders before they know what hit 'em. I know this sounds suspiciously like Mommy-bias, but people seriously do double-takes. We'll clog the aisles at the supermarket and pull out all sorts of personality from otherwise grumpy-looking strangers. All she has to do is crack that smile. Which she does, liberally. Her little 3-toothed grin makes me all sorts of late as I'm trying to run errands, but keep getting stopped with exclamations from smitten admirers. 

"Well, isn't she the sweetest thing?!" 

"Look at this bubsy smiling at me!"

"How old is she?"

"Will she let me hold her?"

"Is she always so happy?" 

They coo, tickle toes, snatch her right up. And the girl loves it. She remains incredibly good-natured, low maintenance and crazy sweet. Even her siblings have each guiltily confided that she's their favorite family member. 

She's pure heaven with a cherry on top and quite literally the best part of my life right now. (And that's sayin' something!)

Here's a little photo update for the grandparents...

Likes to be right in the action

If only I could go to school with the big kids...

Not one for baby food - the gal scarfs hummus, feta, salsa, pickles
and ate more spicy curry the other night than the big kids.

Chummin' up with a friend on Annie's field trip to the retirement home.

Poor lady gets mauled every time I volunteer - all the kids shouting "Summa!"

With shenanigans like this going on at a week old, it's no wonder she's so used to all the handling.

Dad is responsible for this one.

Don't we all have a picture like this?

Climbing stairs like a champ now

Peek a boo.