Oh my sweet baby girl, You are seven months old today. SEVEN.
How time flies.
This week we're fighting a cold/ lung junk/ ickyness that is driving us both mad. It seems like it's on the tail end, which is wonderful news.
This week mommy has a tattoo appointment, and Daddy doesn't know it yet, but he's going to keep you for it. He needs to learn to not be afraid of you!! He thinks I am the only one that knows what to do with you. While that may very well be true, he is capable of figuring it out. And without Mommy here to rescue him from the big scary (haha) Rylee, he will figure it out! And you know what? He will do just fine. :]
I love you forever princess,
Mommy
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