Monday, January 22, 2007

Welcome to month 4

Hayley,
This last month has been so much fun but it is also the ending of my being there for you almost all the time. I go back to work full-time tomorrow and I'm really sad about that. I know I'm going to miss so many moments.
Like when you laughed a real laugh on the 18th. Usually you still giggle and squeal, but that was a real laugh, when I caught you unsuspectingly with a quick tickle.
You've grown so much, I'm just hoping to get through all your different outfits at least once before you've outgrown them. You're almost twice as big as when you were born.
You've gotten your first tastes of real food with peppermint crème and syrup and you sucked on a cantaloupe and pulled such a face, so obviously, just like mommy, you're not a fan of that melon.
You still love to stand and always want everyone to let you see what's going on. You're such a happy baby, especially in the mornings. You will watch sometimes just watch me workout and think it's the best thing. You still love the TV and I'm thinking that you dad and I are going to need to limit our TV consumption so that you're less of a junkie. That's how much we love you; we'll sacrifice watching TV which is one of our favorite things.
Your little personality is just thriving. You love to gurgle and be the center of attention. You're okay with strangers most of the time and you really love your grandmas and every time Grandpa Larry says "what do you say to grandpa?" you get a huge smile on your face.
You've already turned your dad into a puddle of goo, he'll ignore people who are trying to have conversations with him so he can talk to you and play with you.
You love to kick your legs and squirm whenever you get your diaper changed and you love having naked time. I've tricked you whenever you take a bath, I drain the water and let you think you're still playing while I dry you off so that you aren't too upset to be removed from your play time.
You're grabbing at things, but it seems you always get my knife or fork when I'm trying to eat. You have little dagger fingernails that you scratch me with will trying to grab my arm.
I can't wait to see what you do this month.
Love you!
Mom