Two
months old…how is that possible. It’s kind of a strange feeling. On one hand I feel like you have been here
forever, that you have always been a part of our lives, and routines. On the
other hand it feels like minutes ago that I was telling your dad that we were
pregnant. You are more fun every day,
you smile all the time now and are much more interactive. I have the funniest
pictures of your faces and there are many. You look older than you are, I’m
sure part of that is all that beautiful hair, but you are also just a bit of a
chunk (adorable chunk). You inherited your mom’s baby arm rolls, and your dad’s
baby rolly-polly face. You love bath time, when we head upstairs to go to bed,
snuggling in the morning while the sun is shining in through the windows, and
smiling and giggling at your dad when he gets home from work. You love lots of
noise it’s when you sleep the soundest, so when we have our weekly dinners with
the Savvy family and Heather and I are chatting, Lyla is running around,
jumping on dad and Uncle Danny, while their voices get louder and louder as the
night goes on, you are sound asleep usually in your Auntie Heather’s arms.
Above are just a few photos I took one afternoon because your fan-club was
requesting more pictures (although I didn’t think it was possible that people
would want more than I already put out there), you are just one incredibly loved
little girl. xxoo
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