Today you are six months old. You have been with us for a half a year already! I've learned that with you babies, the first year flies by at a truly alarming rate, and I wish time would slow down. You are so precious to me, and this time is so fleeting. I already dread the day when I can no longer carry you around the house on my hip, or rock you to sleep, or gaze lovingly down at you while you sleep in my arms.
But enough of the sappy stuff...
You are a marvel, little girl. You just light up a room with your happiness. You, my sweet one, are truly happy.
You like to be on the floor. You are trying to crawl, but aren't quite there, yet.
You aren't quite sitting up by yourself yet, but we can prop you up so you can see the world.
You know, you aren't in a hurry to do much. You don't yet have teeth (but those two on the bottom are this close), you're not sitting up or crawling, and you don't think too highly of solid foods. As a matter of fact, you rarely finish a bottle. You are just content to be in the moment. You'll just grab whatever is nearby and put it in your mouth.
You're tongue is always sticking out.
And your brother is your favorite person in the wide world. (He's not too sure of you yet, but I think you're growing on him.)
Everyone you meet just can't help but love you! Your blue eyes are mesmerizing, your golden strawberry hair always a topic of conversation, and your smile contagious. You're a beauty. And you've added immense joy to our family.
Happy half-birthday, my sweet baby girl.