Dear Sweet Sadie Beth,
You turned 7 months old yesterday. Time is really flying by and I love being your mommy more and more each day.
You are trying really hard to copy sounds and form some kind of babble that mommy and daddy will recognize.
Sitting with no help is becoming easier for you. A clothing basket is your favorite sitting place.
I love the way you cock your head to one side and give me the biggest toothy (or gummy) grin.
We haven't seen any teeth yet but you are chewing on EVERYTHING.
Cackling with Mili is one of your favorite activities.
You are EXTREMELY ticklish in MANY places and mommy and daddy take advantage of this often.
You are starting to show love to your Pooh Bears by giving them nice long hugs and big, sloppy kisses (or bites, which ever one it is).
It never fails, no matter what time I am eating it is your poopie time (such a nice aroma while eating).
Speaking of diapers, it is getting extremely difficult to change your diapers these days because you grab everything in sight and are trying to roll over at the same time. This usually results in a kadywampous diaper that will leak....smile.
We are going to start calling you "Rodeo" because you have a habit of swinging anything you get your hands on over your head like a lasso....too cute.
You love story time and would love to eat the book as well.
Eating your fruits and veggies has not yet appealed to you. You are very tight lipped when the spoon comes toward your mouth. I hope you will learn to love them like your sister does.
I love that you are starting to do my one syllable laugh, "HUH!"
When I put you in the bathtub, I love the way your legs stick straight up in the air. You soon relax and have an enjoyable bath time.
You are developing some of mommy's characteristics or quirks. You like the way the sheets feel on your bare feet.
I hope your headbutting will soon be in the distant past. My chest and daddy's arms can't take many more bruises.
The way you move your feet in circles reminds me of when Mili did that with her hands.
There is nothing like being woke up by you lifting both your legs and bringing them down on the bed. The POP is unbelievably loud in the middle of the night.
You are having some stranger anxiety and some separation anxiety already. I hope this will soon be over.
You are starting to recognize the signs for "milk" and "eat".
You are a delight and I am so glad God gave you to me!
I love you all the way to the moon and back and then some!!!