You are beautiful...

In conversation with a friend today (also the woman who took photos of your birth) I told her she was beautiful. She responded by saying "Thanks I feel the same about you" to which I replied "Thanks! I feel that way about me too most of the time."

I hope you always know that you are beautiful but there will be times when what others say and what society says don't allow you to feel that way. Mostly I hope you can get to a point in life where you can look in the mirror and truly believe you are beautiful inside and out. It took me a long time but at a young 25 years old I am so thankful I know that about myself. I am confident, I am beautiful, and I will continue believing that forever on!

After all, how could you argue with our beauty?

Love,

Mama

8 months!

Lita,

You are 8 months old today!! Where have these past 8 months gone??? You are staying busy pulling yourself up on everything, crawling like crazy, and making fun noises. Our hearts grow with more love for you each and every day!

Mama

The Climb

We went on a run today. You, your papa, and myself. You threw a fit half way into our run and needed to be carried the rest of the way. This is a picture of you after you calmed down a bit and started enjoying our run turned into a walk. We love you, our spoiled little love!

This post is titled "The Climb" because before you threw your little tantrum that song came on. I will post the video in a future post. It is one of my favorite motivating songs when I need a little pick up in life.

Mama

Look at you go!

Little love,

Look at you go--standing!! I am at work today and received this picture from Abby, who watches you three days a week. The little boy in the picture is her son Arrow. You love going to Abby's and playing with Arrow and their many pets!

All my love,
Mama

Baby Cousin!

Lita,

Your cousin Corbin was born today! This brings the cousin count to 6, including you. I hope you can meet them soon. If when you read this we haven't seen them in a while, let's plan a trip. Hold me to it.

Love,

Mama Bear