Piper probably thinks she is the Queen of Sheba or something because she definitely runs our household. If she wants to party at 6am, then we party at 6am. Chick's got us wrapped around her little finger.
She has suddenly turned into the chunkiest monster, and I love her chubby booty and thigh rolls. The first thing the pediatrician said when he saw her at the last check up was, "wow. look at that belly". Tell me about it, Doc. YOU try feeding her -- especially with her new teeth that have made their debut #yowza.
She's standing up by herself, and shimmies her way across all the furniture in our house. I don't know when they're considered a toddler...I'm guessing when they start "toddling?" (duh)...but she definitely doesn't seem like a baby anymore. She's into all of the cabinets, drawers, and her favourite past time is furiously pulling all the toilet paper off the roll haha. It's amazing the work she can do in a few seconds.
We got a little black lab puppy, Millie, last week, and Piper is DIGGIN her. Two peas in a pod, those two. Piper LOVES her (a little too much sometimes) and Millie loves her (also, a little too much sometimes). Both of them are at my feet all day which is a hoot. I'm not used to having an audience whenever I go to the bathroom.
She's a babbling machine, and crawls around the house saying "mamama" when she's trying to find me (sometimes I hide so I can watch her do it. So sue me). She's definitely a mama's girl and wants to be in my arms 24/7, which makes doing the smallest things *ahem, showering*, 1000000x harder. BUT she's also so fun and interactive, and I wouldn't trade this time for anything.