It's been a week since Kenz's tube surgery and our baby is doing awesome. It's like a whole new world for her. Blake kept saying that he was waiting for her to start talking and walking. The talking she's got...even though we have no idea still of what she's saying, she is very passionate to tell us all about it. The walking...not so much. She doesn't seem to be worried to learn anytime soon. She'll do her own thing in her own time and we're ok with that. It's her personality. She's completely happy with sitting and crawling around. Nothing bothers her and everything is hilarious.
We just love her so much we can't stand it. We fight every night over who is going to give her the night bottle. She's so cuddly and loveable all the time but right before bedtime, she's so amazing. All she wants to do is drink and stare at you and listen to you sing to her. She's just so content and peaceful and I look forward to those moments every night with her. If you're lucky, she'll give you a little smile or giggle from behind the bottle or she'll hum along with you while you sing to her. I held her long after she was sleeping last night. I think I'm getting more and more sad about my babies growning up. 
Two more weeks...
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