It's a boy, it's a girl, it's...

Edith has been dressed in a lavendar dress embroidered with flowers and strangers have assumed she was a boy. I really don't mind when people guess wrong about her sex--who can tell at this age?--but they usually seem so embarrassed by their error. But if they're going to be oblivious to even the most blatant sartorial clues, I figure I might as well go ahead and put her in what I like. Here's our hungry caterpillar.







Her latest favorite is chasing objects around the floor that roll away from her. She's determined to catch up!