Today my beautiful Molly is three months old. To celebrate the occasion, Garry got out all of her 3-6 month clothes that I'll wash this weekend and also broke out her hi chair and Jumperoo. She's still tiny, tiny and not ready for any of that stuff, but we're getting everything ready and clean for her next big step.
Sleeping in her crib! Eating cereal! Jumping! Sitting up! Wearing cutesy outfits! It's all very exciting. Is there anything cuter than the 3-6 month stage? I cannot wait, but at the same time I am having little panic attacks putting away her newborn-sized clothes. I know how fun the next stage is but wouldn't mind too much if she took her time going into it.