Sloane doesn't get the bottle very often, but she is quick to grab hold when she gets the chance.
Ever since she learned to stand up the crib is no longer a safe place; she has cracked her head many a time against these wooden slats. Notice the classic Uncle Lane facial expression.
I was trying to teach her "3 Little Speckled Frogs" but I think I lost her.
A cold day in Boulder. Sloane usually rocks some type of hat.
She started crawling at 5 and 1/2 months which means that wev'e had to start baby-proofing our place.
This is the first time Lance fed Sloane with a spoon. She is dining on Gerber's rice cereal. She didn't get too much of this meal into her mouth. But she has gotten better at swallowing stuff.