Lucy, we squeeze, chew, kiss, nibble, tickle, cuddle and love on you all day long. You are adored by your big sis and bros, and we can't believe it's been six months already! I find myself caught between "Hurry, hurry and grow." and "Stop, stop, stop! You're growing too fast!" I think it's a last-baby-thing. Here you are at 6 months:
You are sitting.
You are rolling.
You are on all fours, rocking and propelling yourself forward.
The earliest, by far, of all our babies to start "traveling". Trying to keep up, I imagine.
You have an adorable "strawberry" on your left wrist that showed up shortly after you were born. (see second photo). The kids call it your angel kiss.
You still suck your thumb---but only on your terms. You only let it soothe you when you want it to. And if anyone tries to put it in your mouth for you, forget about it. You will have none of that.
You are a peach-fuzz baldy. I can't wait to see what color your hair will be.
When you smile your entire face lights up. And if you are laughing or smiling really hard, you have a small indentation in your right cheek under your eye. It's not a dimple, but it's cute.
You like to bite your bottom lip (see photo 1&3).
You scratch your face all the time. It seems like every morning you wake up after attacking your face in the night. I'm trying to keep up on your nail-clipping.
You are not a cuddler. You basically hang off of me like a sack of potatoes. And you're kinda heavy. I'm hoping you catch on to the squeeze-your-legs-together-and-hold-on-to-mom thing. Just a little help here.
But, you are a nuzzler. You nuzzle your head into my neck sometimes. I love that a ton.
You light up when the kids come home from school.
You light up when daddy comes home from work.
(You also like me a little, too.)
You wake up super happy. When you hear the door open to your room, you start kicking your legs really fast. And, I swear you are saying "Hi" to me when I lean over your crib. It's like, "Ayeee"
You are a super-duper-sleeper. Thank you for that. Thank you.
You. Are. Chubby. Again, thank you for that.
You smell so delicious. It's baby soap, lotion, milk, and pink warmth all mixed together.
I love Lucy.
P.S. Thanks, Heather, for this adorable outfit. I mean, rock 'n roll and skinny jeans? Seriously.
You are sitting.
You are rolling.
You are on all fours, rocking and propelling yourself forward.
The earliest, by far, of all our babies to start "traveling". Trying to keep up, I imagine.
You have an adorable "strawberry" on your left wrist that showed up shortly after you were born. (see second photo). The kids call it your angel kiss.
You still suck your thumb---but only on your terms. You only let it soothe you when you want it to. And if anyone tries to put it in your mouth for you, forget about it. You will have none of that.
You are a peach-fuzz baldy. I can't wait to see what color your hair will be.
When you smile your entire face lights up. And if you are laughing or smiling really hard, you have a small indentation in your right cheek under your eye. It's not a dimple, but it's cute.
You like to bite your bottom lip (see photo 1&3).
You scratch your face all the time. It seems like every morning you wake up after attacking your face in the night. I'm trying to keep up on your nail-clipping.
You are not a cuddler. You basically hang off of me like a sack of potatoes. And you're kinda heavy. I'm hoping you catch on to the squeeze-your-legs-together-and-hold-on-to-mom thing. Just a little help here.
But, you are a nuzzler. You nuzzle your head into my neck sometimes. I love that a ton.
You light up when the kids come home from school.
You light up when daddy comes home from work.
(You also like me a little, too.)
You wake up super happy. When you hear the door open to your room, you start kicking your legs really fast. And, I swear you are saying "Hi" to me when I lean over your crib. It's like, "Ayeee"
You are a super-duper-sleeper. Thank you for that. Thank you.
You. Are. Chubby. Again, thank you for that.
You smell so delicious. It's baby soap, lotion, milk, and pink warmth all mixed together.
I love Lucy.
P.S. Thanks, Heather, for this adorable outfit. I mean, rock 'n roll and skinny jeans? Seriously.
1 comment:
Love the shirt. I really like Trevor's hair in the Halloween pics as well. And, are those braces I see?
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