Cheeks

I don't even know where to begin. I love this little baby soooo much. Every child you have brings out such different levels of the same emotions, I don't know how to explain it. Different phases of my life, maturity, stability. This little baby has brought me such joy. I hate that she is growing up so fast. Part of me wants her to be independent, and part of me wants her to stay small. That may be because I know she is my last, but she is so much fun to be around.

What a difference two kids can be. Jacob was never happy. Bree is always smiling at you. Just today when I was putting her to bed, I layed her down and she had the biggest, goofiest, toothless grin she could muster. I wanted to get her back out of bed and play with her, but Project Runway was coming on, so baby had to go down. She melts my heart. I just want to kiss her cheeks off.

Bree is such a great eater. She latched on and nursed the first time I tried it in the hospital, and have never had any problems since then. I try to wait to feed her solids till they can sit on their own, but she had other plans. She loves eating. Don't even try to eat around her if you don't have something for her too. She loves squash, carrots, sweet potatoes, peaches, pears, applesauce and bananas. She loves to have Ritz crackers too. No bottles yet.

At 7 months she can mimic sounds; ba, ma, da. and she makes this weird squeaking noise in the car. Too funny. She loves peek-a-boo, and to be tickled. She loves her big brother and lights up when he comes in the room, and he is such a great helper. Jacob calls her "his girl". Of course Taryn and Lauren love her to, but the novelty has worn off. I really hope she is a happy child. And she will always know how much joy she brings all of us.