The 52 Project: 8/52

'A portrait of my daughter, once a week, every week in 2014.'

Ruby, this week, you have discovered your hands in a new way that is highly entertaining, and mildly dangerous. You are constantly moving those arms of yours, batting the bell that hangs down from the play frame that one of your Grandad's built you, and scratching your face when you sleep. These days, your hands frequently find their way to your mouth, and you happily suck away on them, making the most marvellous slurping sounds. You turned 12 weeks old this week, and I think I finally accepted that you are no longer a newborn baby. You are strong in so many ways and continue to bring much joy to our days.