Here's the rootin' tootin' Tater at 26 weeks old! SIX MONTHS on Thursday! CRAZY! Where did half a year go?
It went in new baby smell and vernix left under her chin and spit ups and milestones and giggles and learning to give kisses and learning she has an opinion and learning there's a lot to stay awake for.
Six months ago we were here.
And now we are here.
Still in a tutu.
this girl loves her naked time.
And so I hope to treasure each moment of the next six months. And next six years. And next sixteen years. And forever and ever, until the good Lord takes me home, amen.