3-months old!

Here are some of our favorite photos of Molly taken over the last couple of weeks. She is growing so fast, and it is amazing to watch her developmental changes. She is starting to laugh (it's a glorious sound), she is bringing her hands together, and has even started to recognize that she has feet. We cannot wait to see what is next, though with the amount of drool she is producing we suspect it's going to be teeth.

Binky Wars...

Little Miss Molly is so funny about her binky. She desperately wants to be a thumb sucker, but cannot seem to understand that she needs to untuck her thumb from her fist. She fusses, tries sucking on her fist, gets pissed off, and we end up having to pop in a binky. Good right? Except for the fact that she keeps bringing her hand to her mouth... sometimes she knocks the binky out, other times she gets a death grip on the handle. And with the fine motor skills so highly known for a 3-month old, she pulls out her own binky...

So, Gabe came up with the genius plan of popping in a second binky! What a smart man.
But not to be deterred, Miss Molly (with all her dexterous skill) decided that she will show daddy, and pulled out the second binky. And promptly started fussing.
Gabe, with his fathering instinct in full array, popped in a third binky. And Elizabeth is laughing so hard she can hardly focus the camera. What a little stinker Molly is!

Fingers Crossed...

If all goes as planned, we'll be signing for our new house on Friday!!

We cannot believe this day is finally here, and now that it is we're nervous as hell that something's going to go wrong. But we couldn't hold off on sharing our good news any longer...

Our teeny-tiny back yard!
Room for Elizabeth's piano... she's giddy with glee about it.

Is it February already?

Our little diva shows off her fashion skills... boa and purse courtesy of Aunt Kitty, and sunglasses thanks to GrandAunt Patsy. (Are we bad parents to dress our child like this?)

Molly and Grampa Jerry having an impassioned discussion.
I am resigned to the fact that there are no good pictures of Molly and Mom. This is the best of the bunch, and we both have goofy looks on our faces. Ugh.
Gabe remembers when Cara was this small and he could cuddle her like she's cuddling Molly... how time flies.

PS. Molly is still sleeping through the night... sort of. Any ideas of how to tell a 3-month old that 4am is too early to wake up?