All I want for Christmas is . . .

You? My two front teeth? So many ways to finish that line.

I remember very clearly belting out "my two front teeth" when I was in first or second grade; I'm not sure which one. I thought I was pretty cool because the song was perfect for me at the time. Dear Madeline got her Christmas wish early this year, as you can see below:

I think that's the only picture I've gotten with all eight of her teeth. I love it.

Also, the happy news is that Madeline is a new woman when it comes to nebulizer time! Man, this girl is so good about dealing with everything we make her do. Seriously, she's a star. On day 5 of the saline study (only one day after my venting post), she suddenly calmed down and that was that. It's still a two-person job because we definitely have to entertain her, but I am so, so, so happy that the treatment time is going well. I was just praying that Madeline would be able to understand that it's good for her and relax enough for it to be a pleasant experience, and that's exactly what has happened. I usually hold her while Dave puts on a show. He doesn't wear a clown suit, but oh my hilarious. He works really hard to keep his baby entertained, and I usually laugh the entire time. Sometimes Madeline will put her hand up on the nebulizer and help me hold it, which I think is really cute.

Also, Madeline is officially a walker! She has been taking steps on her own for a couple of weeks now, but Sunday she decided this was for real and she hasn't looked back. It's so funny to see her wobbling around the house. Ahh! I'm obsessed with this baby, if you haven't noticed yet.