Aoife

Aoife shuffles. Not fast, but she moves. She will be crawling soon. Poor Euey. She's already all over him, you can't sit her next to him without her pawing at his face with a love-sick grin on her face. Once she can crawl I'm sure she'll follow him all around the house, just as little sisters are prone to do.
She is a little trouper my Aoife. She has been sick for 6 weeks now. Not sick on and off, just sick. She is never quite over one thing before she gets the next one. Right now she has one day left of her antibiotics for an ear infection and she is two days into a bout of conjunctivitis. But she just keeps on smiling. Even when her laughs turn into coughs and she can hardly see out of her bunged up eyes, she still keeps smiling. She is sleeping so badly at night that she looks like Wednesday Adams, but she still wakes up in the morning with a little 'ba ba ba' and a huge grin.