A Little Love For Karissa

Some days Karissa just seems so small and innocent and itty-bitty and unchanged one iota since she was delivered just over three months ago.

Then a week like this week happens, when not only have we hopelessly upgraded from Size 1 to Size 2 diapers. I've had to adjust her car seat where the belts come up higher over her shoulders. Then she sits up in her Bumbo seat for long periods of time, not only holding her head up for extended periods of time, but actually swivelling her head from side to side and showing curiosity of her surroundings. Holding a stare at the TV, eyeing things up and down. Then when a voice speaks she turns back to it to inspect it. She has a distinctive laugh now - a bit of a lurching, hoarse smoker's-voice guffaw. Add a big smile from ear to ear with not a trace of a tooth in that mouth and it's something to behold.

She is still sleeping well through the night - still unswaddled and with nothing but her jammies and a blanket thrown over her so she can sprawl her legs and arms and take up as much space on that matress as possible. She gets a lot of brotherly love, but I've noticed how much attention Kole gets on this blog as opposed to Karissa. He is older and is evolving a more defined personality, but I thought my little girl needed some attention showered on her.