I went to shiur twice today - once with Daddy and once with Mommy. At Mommy's shiur I screeched the whole time, tried to grab pacifiers out of the younger babies, and generally terrorized them. Haha!

Maybe I was having a growth spurt or something because for the last week I ate SO much and today I wasn't really interested in my meals.

I wave at myself day and night. Even as I'm drifting off to sleep.

Mommy made me French toast for dinner. It was so yummy! I ate almost half a piece! It was Grandma's idea, so we called her and she watched me eat it on the web cam.

When Daddy got home with the groceries, I helped unpack. I dumped all the nectarines out of the bag. Note to self: real fruit is just as fun to play with as plastic fruit, but tastes much better.