May
So far we have a million pictures of E and she's still 6. The boys were double the amount of time, so they have a little less. Unfortunately, it's true, the more kids you have the less pictures you take. Poor Miss H. She just doesn't have the daily documentary the others seemed to get.
Occasionally, we remember the camera and capture the cute or funny thing she did. Sometimes we just sit there admiring or laughing at her and then say...we should be filming this.
When we do get the camera out to take a few pictures we tend to take a lot because it's been awhile.
Daddy took the older three out one night and I decided to take a few pics of me and H.
Impromptu.
We're on the floor, let's take a picture.
Let's document this time in our lives.
The time when you were just starting to roll and desperately wanted to sit straight up.
The time when you stayed in one place.
The time when you really started interacting with me.
When you started to become a little chatterbox.
When you filled the room with laughter over your funny faces.
When you began drooling all over yourself and we all thought you were teething, but a tooth never came.
The time when you were always sucking your upper lip making little slurping sounds.
And those faces...
so cute.
The time when we were both losing our hair at an alarmingly scary rate.
The time when just a touch from Mommy was soothing.
My sweet, happy baby.
Ab cruncher.
I want that truck!
Niiice.
Drool monster.
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