This week she's started to notice that her little kid-sized pink toothbrush is very different from Mom & Dad's buzzing electric ones. Last night she decided she'd rather have ours. We found a clean head and gave it to her (turned off). She loved it. I turned it on for a few seconds and stuck it partly in her mouth. Sophie was surprised, of course, but then started giggling. I had the same reaction the first time I used on, too. It tickles like crazy until you get used to it.
This next picture is one of my prego-brain moments. I'd taken pics of Sophie and me in front of the bathroom mirror before because the light's good, and I can see when she's smiling. Today was a successful piggie-tail day and because she looked so cute, I wanted some pics of her. I was trying to remember how I did it, and for some reason I ended up taking a picture of our reflection instead. I threw it in because, hey, I look sorta skinny. You can't even tell I'm pregnant or see my bulging abdomen.
I don't know what's better -- neither of us looking at the camera or being able to see the camera itself. I'm such a dork.
Here's a little clip of us heading to the car this morning for a little shopping trip. Steve's parents came to visit on Saturday and brought her a doll. I'd planned on getting her one for Christmas, but I think before the baby gets here is better. She already gives her hugs, pats her on the back, throws (literally. . . we need to work on that) her into her mini-carrier, and puts a blanket over her. You'll see how well she's walking now, too.