Montana turned one month old this week, and quite a week it has been. Lots of visitors, an evening in front of the fire at Siobhan's house, and yesterday we went on a serious outing to the (gasp) mall. She continues to have excellent aim with her spit-up, such that many parts of our floor and sofa have been sprinkled with the stuff. Montana is also growing very fast and is quite tall and will soon be out of newborn clothes. She eats like a pack of jackals and is beginning to track black-and-white images as well as our faces. And she looks like a rock star, especially in the outfit pictured above: "I look like my Mom" shirt from Holly; striped pants from Sarah and Amelia; cowboy boots for her Denver roots from Jeni; and edgy hat from Grandma Zenner. In my opinion she looks as if she's about to hop onto a sleigh bound for Siberia -- our nonconformist adventurer. ;)