Sunday, June 5, 2016

2.10








































To my Greta baby...("I not a baby!")

You love olives! But only those fancy green European ones we sometimes get, which we de-pit for you.

You went on your very first bike ride with Daddy the other day and you loved it...you even came across a little circus and a concert with some violins and a cello (ah! the perks of living in the city!), but Daddy says you just wanted to get back on the bike and go.

You want to help so much and do everything your "selfie, selfie" these days. You even started dressing yourself and taking your diaper off when you need to be changed.

You ask to wear a bow in your hair nearly everyday. "Put one on Estella's hair, too!" you always say.

I feel like I could say so much more, but the words escape me, Greta. I just want you to know how very proud I am of the person you are becoming. You are kind and generous. You are smart and beautiful. You are perhaps the most empathetic person I have ever met. Your aunt pointed out this special quality of yours on a trip to Nashville recently. You hate it when I sing "A bushel and a peck". Perhaps it's my voice? You much prefer "Twinkle, Twinkle" or "Too ra loo rai". Regardless, I'll sing to you for as long as you will listen.

Tuesday, May 17, 2016

9 months





































This is the same cardigan that Greta wore on this very same ferry ride.
















To my darling Plum...at nine months.

In addition to your first tooth, you have sprouted three additional teeth this past month. I miss your gummy smile, but you have grown even more adorable with your four teeth.

You weigh 19lbs 12oz. and are 28 1/2 inches tall! You have been holding steady in the 70th percentile for height and weight and your head is something like the 96th percentile. 

You wave "Hi" and put your shoulder to your ear and lift your arm up as you say, "Hi". It is the funniest and sweetest thing ever.

You are quite the active sleeper. I'm not at all ashamed to admit that you have been co-sleeping with us these past few months. Although, it would be great to get some sleep every now and then and not be woken up because you move back and forth between Daddy and I, snuggling in nice and close, and you move sideways with your feet in my face. We'll transition you soon enough, my love. 

When I say, "No", you shake your head back and forth and giggle. You know exactly what that word means.

You have started to stand up next to this little ABC cube we have and you push it forward and "walk" with it.

You have become so good at giving dirty looks. You do this face that is just so funny and adorable at once. You scrunch your nose and furrow your brows and make a sort of hissing sound. I say, "what a face!" and you giggle and do it again.

Ever since you were just a couple months old, you do this thing with your hands where you have your arms stuck out like chicken wings and your wrists rolling in front of you...like you are ready. Always busy, busy, busy! 

You are developing quite the little personality. It's as if you've grown by leaps and bounds over the course of a month. And although  it is such a pleasure to see you go through these milestones...I just wish time wouldn't move so quickly. I just want to bottle you up as you are at this age, Stella. Because it is just so good.