This week my sweet darling girl gained three new teefies, learned to say her cousin's name, and mastered the art of eating oatmeal with her own spoon.
But her major development was finally, finally getting over her perfectionist tendencies long enough to start walking. It is beyond precious to see her stepping carefully away from a piece of furniture, glancing in awe at her Robeez-adorned feet, and walking confidently toward the welcoming arms of a Small Aunt. I'm blown away every time.
People say, "Enjoy it now, they grow up so fast!" To be honest, I'm glad that Harriet is growing up. Each moment of her development opens up new areas for adventure...soon she'll be learning to read...and I can teach her how to sew...and she can go from being my little baby to the Friend I really want to have in my eldest daughter.
(And it also helps to know that there is another little Rodgers on the way. That way I can enjoy watching two sweet children grow older.)