Baby's Best Friend X 2

Little A had the time of her life chasing my parents' dog around over Christmas. He's the perfect baby dog since he's sweet, old, and very experienced with kids (having gone through Little A's four cousins' assault). Every morning she would wander around looking for the dog calling "woof, woof" (well, minus the "f") and excitedly point at him over and over, shouting "dog" (minus the "g") when she found him. I'm kind of sad for her now that she doesn't get to see him every day anymore, but not sad enough to go out and buy a dog or anything. Here she is rocking her new party dress with the old guy.


Her other best friend chose her. Here she is:

Cousin L, my brother's three-year-old, spent a lot of time following Little A around, hugging her and speaking to her in a high-pitched voice that I'm guessing some older folks couldn't even hear. Actually, I'm kind of looking forward to being too old to hear it myself. She was a very attentive cousin and very sweet and Little A endured well the invasion of her personal space. In fact Little A's eyes lit up when we saw this picture and she said something sort of almost approximating Cousin L's name.

Little A also got in some playtime with Cousin K, who is only 6 months older than her, though they did not quite become best friends due to their competition. Maybe next time.