From Growls to Squeals

A couple of weeks ago, Jocelyn accidentally squealed. Since then she had been trying to do it again--every once in a while she would do it, but she wasn't quite sure how to make herself do it on purpose. On Sunday morning, Todd and I laid in bed listening to squeal, after squeal, after squeal. It's the cutest thing we have ever heard. I know all babies do this, but she's ours and we just think she's so darn cute! Just today her squeals have started to end in raspberries. I had to change her shirt three times! I wonder what she will do next?!?