One Little Indian

Today Gracie started fussing at me for absolutely no reason (at least none that she has made me aware of) so after cuddling, not cuddling, playing, not playing, and any number of other failed solutions, I put her in her crib for a nap, which she is not taking. Instead she is playing with her bear, Boe, and talking to herself about Mama Dada and Nanananana (not sure what that last one might be... maybe a Beatles reference.)

She delights in her voice these days, and is enamored of all the cool tricks she can do with it. Like this:

Now the dogs are barking and she is laying in bed barking back at them. :) Love this girl.