Even though I'm a pretty chubby girl, I'm not super tall. It's not my fault. Mom and dad insist that I'm growing and mom takes lots of pictures to prove it. Remember when I showed you how big I've gotten?
Well, when I turned seven I learned something.
If mom is holding the camera, she can't stop me from holding her sign or from hiding behind it. So if you're wondering why I'm not in a diaper like the rest of my monthly pictures, it has something to do with my so-called "lack of cooperation with mom's vision."
I'll let you guess how well the eight pictures went.