Lucky number 7

Look who's 7 months old...
There's a lot she can do now. She can sit up on her own...
Though we still have to watch her closely. Case in point: she fell and hit her head right after I took this picture. Good job, Mom.

She devours baby food...
She giggles...
And she makes a "Whatchu talkin' bout Willis?" face...

Just so you know that I do take pictures of my other 3 children still, here are a few from Labor Day at the lake...
The older three kids played so well together all weekend, which doesn't always happen...
Of course there had to be a little mischief...
Meet Fish Dog...
That's not our dog. He's a random dog that just comes to my mom's cabin. The kids adore him. We gave him this name because he catches fish with his bare paws. It is a sight to behold. If I had no moral compass, I think I'd just swipe him. I love to eat fish, but I hate fishing. With Fish Dog...problem solved!

I had planned on getting those cutie family pix of just our legs standing on the shore and our bare feet all together in the sand. We even trimmed everyone's toe nails which is saying a lot for this slacker mom. But some days you just have to live and not turn your life into a photo shoot. I mess that up a lot of times, but this was one of those days. So we just lived it.