Today, Olivia, or Elia (as I keep accidentally calling her) is 1 month old and I can't believe how time has flown and how much she has changed since her first day with us. I mean, it's not like she's reciting Shakespeare because that usually happens in the third or fourth month, but she is doing some fun stuff like smiling in her sleep, which shows her adorable dimples, grabbing at our faces when we are really close to hers, and when her sister is being fun and crazy around her, she can't keep her eyes off of her. But she is a great little baby girl and we all adore her, even when she poops while I'm in the middle of changing her and it shoots across the room. Maybe that was a 1 month present to me. I can't wait to see what she what tricks she does on her second month anniversary.
