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Life's a Beach

There was water trouble down at the shore house this weekend, so Cheryl, Zoe and I spent a long weekend together. I had hoped to take lots of pictures and make multiple posts here, but obviously that did not happen. We did go up to the Oxford Valley Pool on Sunday, which was great, but I forgot to bring the camera. The only pictures I have are the ones stolen from Facebook.



We did manage to take come other pictures during the week and on the weekend. She is now an expert at holding her head up, even in her Bumbo chair. Zoe has also become fairly adept with her feet, using them to grasp at things.



The family also went to visit a new baby this weekend. On Saturday we went to see George John Miller IV born on July 20th weighing in at 8lbs 9ozs and measuring 20.5 inches long. He's sure to be one of Zoe's friends.



On Monday we were able to get a short video of Zoe rolling over from her back to her stomach all by herself. She seemed to get stuck at one point, but she pulled through in the end.



Later in the evening, just before bed, Zoe was in her swing. She must have been bored because she started talking to her mobile. She's has really found her voice.



It's amazing how much Zoe has grown over the past 4 months. Hopefully, as she gets older, she learns to like going out more and more.

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  1. I love that picture you took of G4 and His great grandma!

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