eighteen

dear grace,
you are the best. seriously. you try to stick both your hands in your mouth while i'm feeding you so it's hands plus bottle plus milk everywhere. you only giggled twice for me and wont do it again no matter how hard i tickle you! you still don't like tummy time much but you love your jumper and you're figuring out how to fly up and down and spin and twirl. you weigh a whopping 16 pounds and are growing out of everything! but you are the cutest little girl in the whole world. the other day you started giving me kisses because i always make kissy noises at you and you smile, so you copied me and now we give kisses! you even gave daddy some too.

i love you little one,
mom