I thank the Lord constantly for entrusting you to us. You bring such joy to our family.
When homeboy won't leave your crib.
Darling girl, you have the most cheerful disposition and it brings me joy every day.
"If you want to change the world, go home and love your family."
Today marks my first weekend of work since you were born. I'll be sneaking looks at photos of you all day.
Easter 2017. You boss.
We've never worked harder for anyone's laughter.
YOU KILL ME, WREN. Why are you so dang cute?
Life is exponentially more fun with you, lady baby.
Before we knew you were a little lady, we just called you "Lil Blue".
You were in the Lititz Record on your second day of life and Deeply Rooted Magazine a few weeks later.
I look at your sweet face and think, "She'll never talk back to me or miss curfew." My brain knows better, but still.
You had your first cold this week. I Googled every sound you made for two days straight.
I'm not sure how I snagged you smiling directly at the camera, but girl, you are kind of a ham. And we love it.
You went on your first girls' trip with me this week. Dad requested a photo just about every hour, so we sent him these.
We know you are our child by your obvious love for sleep.
Happy one month, little lady love! I'm fairly certain you'll be cracking a real smile for Dad first.
I hope you find that we're always very realistic about life. You're cute, but we do call you " ole big lungs" on occasion.
This week we learned that you have a repertoire of facial expressions and are constantly making us laugh.
It's near impossible to wake you up, sweet girl. But we do love watching you stretch.