6 months.

So we have a six-month old. Half a year. Crazy. When she was born it was a hundred degrees. Now there's snow on the ground and we all went sledding with some friends. She's sitting up so good, and napping not so good. She's noisy and talks a lot. She also smiles. A lot. 

With her turning six-months old though comes good news and bad news. The bad news: her warranty has officially expired. The good news: that means we get to keep her.