Sister-Roo {that's one of your many nicknames} my how you are growing. My heart is completely aching because you becoming a toddler is right around the corner. I'm so excited for the new things that come with you getting older but I'm also sad that my baby girl is getting so big.
You are becoming quite the little drama queen. Your girly tendencies are coming out and you are 100 percent girly. It's funny how we can already see such a huge difference in you and your Brother. Boys and girls are so funny at how different they are. I didn't think we'd see such a big difference at such a young age. But boy can we.
{You really don't like laying flat on your back, unless you're sleeping.}
You are Mommy's best friend these days. You keep your eye on me 24/7. You are definitely starting to recognize strangers and aren't a fan of older men. {That doesn't bother me at all.} You look at us sometimes like "really?" You are starting to get silly little facial expressions. You love making noises with your mouth and gritting your teeth. {It's like nails on a chalkboard, please drop that habit.}
{Your face.}
You love balls. Brother has several, that he never plays with, but you love them. Of course whenever you grab one he suddenly wants to play with it. I see many many fights in our future. You want whatever toy he has. He loves giving you very hard hugs. We are constantly saying "easy Asher, easy!!!" You don't seem to mind. You are super tough and want his love.
I love your face. Good Lord, I could kiss it all day. You are the sweetest thing on the planet. You make it impossible to get frustrated at. There are moments when I wish you would climb all over someone else because my body aches from your constant touching but then I look at you and want to grab your face and kiss it.
You've been crawling for a few weeks and you get faster every day. Brother likes to drive his riding toys into you. You've learned to quickly move out of his way. You'll crawl anywhere and on anything {carpet, hardwood, concrete, grass, the bed}. Doesn't matter, you're going. You pull up on somethings but haven't completely mastered that skill yet. You still HATE to roll over. We've only found you sitting up twice in your crib. You don't move much at all when you sleep.
This picture makes me laugh. "Really lady? A laundry basket?"
You love stretching your arms out to reach for us. You will let us know that you want to be held. You love being held. You don't have to be held which is great but you do enjoy it.
{I guess I love torturing you with the basket.. Only a few months ago.}
Sister, you're learning how to say "bye-bye","hi" and wave. We are working on blowing kisses. Your smile is so silly and makes everyone around you smile. You have six teeth. Four up top and two down bottom. You have the sweetest gap in between you two front teeth. I'm obsessed with it. {I had one, too so it secretly makes me happy that we share this trait.}
You love your sippy, finally!! It took us a while to get to the "love" department but you are finally there. You love apple juice mixed with water. I'm hoping you transition easily to whole milk. We shall see. You love food. You are kinda getting over being fed baby food but we are still super careful with what we feed you. You love everything though. So once you get a few more teeth I think eating will easily become a favorite habit.
{What I see all day.}
Maeve, keep growing sweet girl. You're so perfect and we love you so much it hurts. Thankful that you call us Mommy and Daddy.












