Eight Down, A Thousand to Go?

You know how annoying it is when people say cliche things like "enjoy every moment, they grow so fast".  And you're thinking "wow, you're the first person to tell me that".  But really, I'm enjoying every moment.  And dang does this kid grow fast.  She's eight months old.

I love being home with her more than I love trashy reality TV and a mixing bowl portion size of ice cream.  I really know her and I love that.  She is getting a big personality now and it's freakin' awesome to watch.  She is goofy and inquisitive.  It's so easy to make her smile.  She "talks" almost as much as I do.  

She touches and grabs everything.  My hair often has a spit-up scent in it, and there's usually a bit of Desitin residue under my finger nail.  I use Shout and Resolve Carpet Cleanser weekly.  My washing machine is like a second pet.  (i.e. she's messy)

She peed on the blanket during this photo shoot.

She is beautiful.

 Her smile completely melts her daddy's heart.  He holds her so tight and begs her to rest her head on his shoulder (which she usually doesn't do, she's too busy looking around).

I didn't know something so small could make me feel so important.  I didn't know I was capable of feeling so much love.  But what I do know is you've changed me, and I'll never be the same.