Oh my baby, how can you possibly be six months old already?
I must admit, I like you much better now than I did three months ago. Oh, not that I didn't love you then. I certainly did. But I don't love the new-baby stage.
Now that you are sleeping better and more mobile you are so much happier and in turn so are all the grown-ups in your life.
I love to squish your chubby thighs.
I love to kiss you all over your face.
I love to bury my face in your neck and blow raspberries and make you chuckle.
I love to rub your fuzzy head.
I love to tickle your back and make you squirm.
I love listening to you growl and shriek and squeal.
I love how you search for your sister when you hear her voice, and how your face lights up when you see her.
I love your grin!
Happy 6-month birthday, baby girl.
1 comment:
She's a sweetie alright! It's nice to see a mommy enjoy the little things about little babies and little kids.
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