Sweet Lucille,
It is impossible to me that you have only been in our world for nine short months. So much about our lives has changed during your short life -- new job for Daddy in a new city, a new home. Your easy going nature and beautiful smile have made some really hard days a lot easier.
You are a crawling machine. I can't look away from you for five seconds because there is no telling where I will find you if I do.
Most days I can find you trying to keep up with your big sister. I love to see how much you adore her, and when she's not trying to keep her toys away, Olivia adores you, too.
You have five teeth, and you love to brush them after bath time. The look on your face says it makes you feel like a big girl -- you keep one eye on the mirror and the other on O to make sure she is brushing hers too. Lately your teeth and a runny rose have given you some rough days, but I can always look forward to 15 minutes of pure joy in the bathtub.
You like to babble a bit, but your favorite sound to make is... how do I describe it... a Kung-Fu battle cry. It is surprising and hilarious to hear that feisty screech come out of that happy smiling face. But you are definitely feisty!
Right now, you are Momma's girl, and when you are tired or just feeling out of sorts, no one else will do. The times I get to hold and love on you are precious to me, and I can't wait to watch the person you become.
Love Always,
Momma
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