This is Eve 0.5*. We went for a walk last night and I think Amy and I are doing a pretty good job of taking care of the little human. Maybe I need to work on my fashion sense unless I accidentally did something avant garde with the green blanket, purple onesie and pink hat. She’s developed the ability to differentiate self-and other, and she can recognize objects which is mainly expressed by wanting whatever Mom or Dad are holding right now (phones, remotes, paper, keyboards, etc.) We’re moving past basic life support into developing a personality, which is a whole new level of scary responsibility.