After spending her first year in the 90th percentile for her weight, reaching a whopping 98th at one point (a surprise to us as her older sister had always been small at that age), Thumper has now arrived at the inevitable: The melting of the baby fat.
And with that, the departure from babyhood.
Everybody, meet 50th percentile.
I know this has no bearing on her health. But the same cannot be said about my heart.
