I had plans to post this on November 2, which would be Butterbean's one month birthday. But babies have a way of taking your plans & throwing them out the window (or spitting up on them or pooping on them or sleeping through them or crying through them). With as busy as she's kept me, I'm perfect happy posting this two days late. Close enough.
Our girl is growing quickly & keeping us on our toes. We love her so very much - what an amazing addition to the family. Despite the fact sleep deprivation is possibly causing us to act like we're drunk. It explains a lot. Seriously.
The dogs (mostly) love her. Brewer takes a special interest in her. I know they feel neglected because we're not spending nearly enough time loving on them but it's amazing to watch them check on her. When she starts crying, however, Guinness disappears.
Her chicken neck. Gets me, every time. So cute!
We get this look, a lot. The quizzical look.
Butterbean, you enrich our lives every day. We miss sleeping in & the spontaneity of our pre-children days but we wouldn't change anything. We love watching you grow & learn. As you begin to find your voice, giggling & babbling & squeaking, we grin like fools & snuggle you closer. We love all your hilarious faces
Except this face. Ouch.
Happy Birthday beautiful baby girl.
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