My baby girl is 5 months old! I can't believe it and I don't want to believe it.
I love the baby stage. I love all the cuddling that goes with it and the constant smooches. I love the fact that I can get away with baby talk in public. I love Autumn's chubby cheeks and all her rolls and dimples. I don't want to let go of the itty-bitty baby stage.
To celebrate Autumn's 5 month birthday, I gave her what any good baby would want: rice cereal. It's kinda gray and smells like dirt. What's not to love?