6 and 7 months

Eating solids for the first time. Ko is thrilled to feed her - 6 months

This tiny girl can fold right in half and she'll stay this way if you pick her up - 6 months

She's starting to have a lot to say about everything, but you have to work hard for a laugh

These next two pics were taken within seconds of each other

The drama starts early

This little peanut is now 7 months old. For a tiny thing, she packs a mighty punch and my poor boobs are usually the recipient. Lingering around the 11th percentile in height and weight, we wonder who this girl is taking after and if she'll get to enjoy making it to the 5 foot mark in adulthood. She's less bored these days, now that she can roll and scoot to most destinations. She sings da da da all day long and still rolls her tongue (or trills) when she's irritated or tired. She is still mistaken for a boy, even when wearing pink, bows and floral prints. A man in his 70s at the post office the other day questioned my gender accuracy..."really? Are you sure?" When I told him that she was indeed a girl, he left with a bewildered look on his face without saying anything. Sweet Makayla, it's the bald thing, I'm almost positive. This chick is adored, and we are so blessed to have her in our family.

Mak is 5 months old

Raspberries all day long.

This is a magic rug. I can get so much done while she's lying here and not a peep.

Wait for it...

Clearly, he must earn her trust.

Happy child, you have my heart.

Brother and sister at 5 months.

We're just cool like that.

4 months old

Warmer weather means naked baby time. Whoop!

This be my "spit up like a champ" pose.

3 month comparison

This is probably a more accurate comparison now that Makayla and I are the same age in this picture - 3 months. Still looking like the Moore genes are taking the lead, but perhaps I see a little Denbrook in there now. One major difference is disposition. This sweet child rarely has a bad day; you can almost see it in the picture. On the left we have eyes shooting daggers, skepticism and a hint of contempt. On the right we have puppy dog face, innocence, a child eager to smile at any given moment. When she reaches the age 2 mark I will compare her pic to daddy. His baby pictures are far and few between.

Makayla's name continues to elude the family. At the moment she goes by Mk, Kiki, Makay, and is often still called Makenzie, Makenna, Evelyn, Katelynn, Koen and baby boy. She loves to see who can open their mouth the widest, is drooling/spitting up like a boss, and prefers to stand in your hands, while you're also standing (not seated, please, that's too comfortable). Cuddling is a thing of the past. I've included baby holding as part of my workout routine, not to mention insanely heavy car seat bicep lifts. Girl's got some tricks, including stuffing her entire fist and wrist into her mouth til she gags, baby "swearing" just like her brother did, and she has the longest butt crack I've ever seen. What is that? But oh, how adorable is that squishy booty.

We have a 2 monther

I'm stealing this idea from the best photographer I know:) Size 12 shoe vs 15.
Our kiddos will likely get their chub later on in life when it's not so cute.

And we're done taking pictures.

How has it been two months since this child exited my womb in the most dramatic and explosive way possible? She's a keeper and so adored. Makayla is very easygoing, loves car rides (where she'll sleep soundly until we slow to 10 miles per hour or stop), likes to cry at 100% volume with zero warm-up, loves diaper changes and bath time. She sleeps well now and is most fascinated with her crazy brother who believes she's always freezing, so he piles blankets on her body four feet high.

Tummy time, 35 years apart

This picture only confirms this child was created solely by her father. I had nothing to do with her production, except host her for 9 months. Ha!