She's tall. She has my legs. Plus, today when I was making cheese muffins I gave her a little taste of medium cheddar. Oh my word. Did that girl cry when I stopped giving her some. Hopefully she doesn't inherit my lactose intolerance. (Although, it's likely. My mom and grandma have(had) it too.)
She has gotten tall.
And yes, I am obsessed with repeating pictures lately.