You+Me.

 

You...

are six months old. You resemble the plump little cupie doll in your Nonni's china cabinet. You have the chubbiest cheeks and it's all I can do from biting them every second of the day. Your big blue eyes sparkle and they do not miss a beat. Everyone wants to smooch your face off. You would snuggle me and sleep in your carrier all day long if I'd let you. You love the bath. You kick and splash like crazy while Grey yells "No spasssing Buuuuuubba!" You like to play the kiss kiss game. I smooch my lips and say kiss kiss and you open mouth kiss attack me. It's really the best. You gummy smile and giggle at your daddy. He told me this afternoon that he's in the process of turning you into a "daddy's boy!" You are mesmerized by your big brother. You watch every move he makes and when he is near you always rest your little hands on him. You bring us so much joy. You are so loved. You are the perfect blessing and addition to our family.

 

Me...

Finding it hard to believe that you are six months old. I am terrified at the idea of you growing up. I am refusing to rush any of this, savoring this sweet time as much as I can. Attempting to be more intentional in recognizing and counting my blessings. Falling more and more in love with your sweet little spirit every single day. Praying and believing big things for you sweet baby.

 

I love you, Declan!!!

 

-Mama