I look at you and I just don't believe it. To think... to think, you are now six months old.
You are sleeping quietly right now and I sit here thinking of the last six months. It was six months ago that we made our way to the hospital. It was Thanksgiving day and I can think this was just the most perfect day for you to have been born on.
Daddy calls you his smiley girl. You are so happy and your face just lights up when you smile. Oh, how you love your brothers and sisters and they treasure you. You are held and talked to, loved and adored. We are just so thankful that you are a part of our family. We praise God for the gift of your life...
It seems you are now waking up from your nap. It's time for me to gather you up, hug and kiss you, feed you and then we'll head outside together to enjoy the sun and do a little weeding.