6 months and counting...

To my 6-month old baby,

I smile when you say, "da-da-da," when I hear you cooing in your crib, and when I see you do something new.

I get tearful when you cry, when we have to leave loved-ones, and when I think about you growing up too fast.

I love your chubby legs, arms, and cheeks, your bright eyes, and your squeal of delight.

You smile when daddy comes home, when you use my hands to pull yourself up to stand, and when someone else smiles at you.

You get tearful when you get shots, when you are tired, and sometimes when mommy leaves the room.

You love toys, music, and when mommy "dances" for you.

Thank you for continuing to make our lives complete.

(These beautiful photographs were taken by Christie H.)