Something old, something new

This morning I threw caution to the wind.

Ignoring the recommendations of the American Academy of Pediatrics, I put a toy in Abby's crib for her to snuggle with while she napped. And snuggle she did.

When I left her, she was on her side, playing with this soft little baby doll that her Nana gave her for Christmas. When I returned an hour later, she was sound asleep, still on her side, one hand holding her thumb securely in her mouth, the other holding tightly to her doll.

With naptime over, we moved to her changing table to...uh...take care of business.

There she found a new friend in an old toy that her Mimi made for me when I was a little girl. Undeterred by the fact that her new toy was in fact a 25-year-old stuffed cat, Abby proceeded to try to devour it. That's our girl!