Our youngest love is 10 months. She goes by pippa, pipsy, pipes and piper jane. Very rarely is she called simply piper, not sure why. She's a crawling machine, a joyful smiler, and a happy girl. She loves being held and trying to dive out of your arms to the floor yet when you set her down to that same floor she was diving at she will melt into a sad little puddle, bury her face in the carpet and cry. She says mama, dada, baba, and sometimes she'll get us all excited and say uh-oh. She's got fuzzy hair like her mama, blue eyes like her siblings, and a smile that takes over her whole face like her dada. She is loved.