dear lucy.

dear lucy,

you found your feet. you love grabbing and tugging at them. you've also started picking up toys. i love to watch you figure out how to move your hands towards a dangling rattle. you slept eleven hours last night. i went in to get you at 6:30 and you were wide awake...just laying there, smiling and clutching your toes.

you are so special to me. you are my joy and my happiness. every time i look at your face i think about how you are a calm in the storm of my life.

oh, and you say "mama"...i know its not intentional, and you don't know you are referring to me, but you say it.

i love you, pumpkin head.

love,

mama