I knew our 65-70 degree sunny days of January were numbered and today we are back to cold and dreary.  I've always loved how being outdoors is a natural mood lifter for kids, even newborn babies.  Today we had to enjoy the outside from inside our warm, dry living room.  Not nearly as fun but Frankie didn't seem to mind all that much.  As I looked through the photographs from today I was struck by just how big my baby is already getting.  Look at her.  Up on her knees in that chair staring out the window.  Babbling as she sees thing.  She pulled herself to her feet numerous times.  I kept putting her back down in fear she would tumble right over the edge.  My mom and I were just discussing this past weekend how she is at our favorite baby size.  So squishy.  So snuggly.  So happy.  Anything will make her smile.  She rarely fusses.  She still wants to be close to me as often as possible but she wants to explore, too.  She started getting on her hands and knees in the crawling position this week.  Every day she spends more time in that position and today she started rocking, the precursor to crawling.  I just want her to slow down.  She doesn't need to get anywhere that badly yet.  Just let me be your full time mode of transportation for a wee bit longer.  I remember when I thought she would never come out at the end of pregnancy and here we are 5.5 months in already.  I can truly say I am enjoying every moment with this baby.  My big girls taught me to never take this time for granted, even when I am dog tired, because somehow they are already 6 and 8.  But even with truly cherishing her babyhood, I need her to slow down.  Because it is happening much to fast for my liking.