You are a little chunker, and I LOVE IT. You have little rosy cheeks, and chubby
little thighs, and I love everything about them. You are going to be a big flirt, I can
already tell. You are constantly batting
your big blue eyes, and flashing smiles at anyone who talks to you, or looks
your way.
You love to laugh.
Your laughter is magical since it is so rare at this point in your life,
and we usually have to work to get it.
We’ve discovered that saying “moo” usually works, but we have to say it
in a funny voice, and not the way a cow actually would. Sneezing also does the trick. You just love sneezing in general. Even when you sneeze, you laugh. Silly girl.
This month is your first Thanksgiving. I am so thankful to have you in our
lives. You have been a joy and a
blessing for sure. You are probably one
of the happiest babies I have ever met.
You really don’t cry that often, and when you do, it is usually an easy
fix. Only recently have you been even
near “difficult.” I think you may be
teething because you have been drooling a ton, and teething tablets usually fix
the problem right away. I really don’t
want you to get teeth yet, I love that goofy gummy smile you have.
You have started to attempt to roll over, and you can usually
get to your side, but that’s as far as you make it. Only once have you made it all the way
over. You are a pro at lifting your head
up when you’re doing tummy time though, but you pretty much have been since
birth. You are a strong little one. We have moved you to your room every night,
and you only sleep in the bassinet now after your first feeding because I am
lazy, and I don’t want you to wake your sister up. If you guys weren’t so cute, I’d think you
were trying to kill me by depriving me of sleep. I love you anyway.
You still have your crazy hair, and everyone still loves
it. I love it. You also still have your little heart “stork
bite” on your forehead. I’m not sure if
it will go away or not, but it is so cute to me because it is in the shape of a
little heart, right between your eyes.
I still can’t get over how calm you are, and how most times
you just like to observe the situation with a cautious eye. You may look like your daddy, but I think you
may end up with my personality, or at least parts of it. I love to see how each of us is part of you.
Love you little girl.
Love,
Momma
