Theres a first time for everything. Really, everything.

One of the best parts about being a parent is that each day something new is happening. For every single thing she does, there will have to be a first time. 

                                                                           First tooth.

                                                                             First tear.

                                                               First bath in a sink.

                                                                  First Gyro Session.

 

                                                     First time on an airplane (not in my belly). She did really well. In general, people on air planes dont like to sit near babies. But Frankie nearly got a standing ovation for her sleeping behavior on our flights to chicago and back. Little snug bug.