I don’t know if you’ve heard, but this little girl is attached to my hip. I’ve heard all kinds of bonding/attachment stories with adoptions. So honestly, I’m quite thankful Gracie and I have a solid start to our relationship.
What this means, though, is I have a tiny one at my ankles most of the day. This was the solution for me to be able to bake and not have a fussy, pick-me-up baby under my feet. As you can see, it suited her just fine.