This is Finley.
She is 11 months old.
She has only been here since July.
She has 7 teeth, with #8 about to erupt.
She has stranger anxiety, but she calms down when I bounce and sing to her.
She has me wrapped around one of her tiny little fingers.
She walks independently already. In fact, she was wearing squeaky shoes outside yesterday, and those who know me in real life know that I loved when my girls wore squeaky shoes.
There are 2 kids here that I would bring right home with me, if such a thing was permitted. Finley is one of them.