Turns out, there is nothing funnier than watching a big sister blow bubbles.
It is good to be able to laugh in the midst of the teething hell…two teeth so far, but many restless nights.
Big sister also wanted to help with feeding, but I would say the bubble blowing was more consistently successful.
Gearing up for turning 11 mos. old on Sunday…jury still out on whether walking will occur before first birthday or not (lots of standing to date).