It's been a bit of a whirl wind but our little girl is two months old now. She's a little bundle of cuteness...and gas. She's been kind enough to allow us to have a little more sleep over the last few weeks, which is greatly appreciated. It's clear that the problem is not her, but entirely us. She's seems totally content to do things her way and problems only arise when mom and dad try to get her to do things our way. I wonder if that is some sort of foreshadowing? The truth is that when her tummy isn't making her miserable she's absolutely happy. She has a killer smile and is slowly positioning both of us to be wrapped around her little finger. So, here's a glimpse of little Ryla.