Today Bridget is four months old. She's changing so fast, and I'm ready for her to slow down a little.
We won't have her well baby appointment until we get back from vacation, but she isn't lacking in groceries. Or height. She is so long that her six month pajamas almost don't fit.
She's started rolling from back to belly, with a few rolls the other direction thrown in for some variety. She loves to holler, just like her sister. She does babble, but her preferred method of communication seems to be excited screeching. Cute at first, but it becomes shrill very quickly.
Claire is doing much better with Bridget. She still scratches and bites, but with much less frequency than before. I think we are all settling in bit more every day.