Today you are 6 months old. I cannot believe that 6 months have come and gone. I swear I peed on a stick like 2 days ago and here you are half a year old already. I must admit it, it's been rough at times. After 5 years of not having a baby in the house I completely forgot how tough it can be. The lack of sleep and the whole having to watch you and keep you entertained 24/7. And boy do you need to be entertained. It's like you know you're the 4th person in the family (Well 5th if you count Roo) and you refuse to be ignored. Unless someone is directly looking at you, you are not happy. But as soon as someone talks to you, you give them the biggest and most beautiful smile there is. Your favorite person by far is your Big Sister.
Just like with your sister, strangers stop us to tell us how beautiful you are, or talk about how much hair you have. I can't even believe your hair sometimes! You look so much like your sister did at this age. One thing that is different is your voice. You have such a sweet little baby voice. Your sister had this deep growly voice. You squeak and squeal, and I love to hear you talking to yourself when you wake up in the morning. You laugh now and Daddy's is waiting for the day you start to really start cracking up. Let's be honest, Daddy's waiting for the day you start laughing at him.
My Little Lulu, you are such an amazing addition to our family. When I go into your bedroom at night to check on you and your sister, seeing your sweet faces sleeping soundly, I know that our family is complete. We were forced to wait a long time for you, but you have already proven, in 6 short months you were worth the wait.
I love you my chubby baby.
With everything that I have,
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