Six Months!

I can't believe Lo is half a year old. But it also feels like she's been here forever. I don't remember the way life felt before her. 

I'm excited every morning when she wakes up, even though it's almost always before I wake up.

My least favorite part of the day is when it's her bedtime. I miss her immediately. 

It's not a chore or hard to have my life revolve around her. It's a privilege. I feel incredibly lucky that she's mine. 

She still has her baby reflex that spits baby food out. She loves bath time. It's the best time to shake and move. She thinks dancing is fun, and it's super fun to watch mom do it. She gets to spend every morning getting ready with dad. He's the most fun to play with, and get energy out. She is smaller than most babies. All babies. She wants to be naked. She just started fake laughing. She is extremely well behaved, except that she can get hyper and loud which happens often at church. She gives everyone attention, and makes everyone feel special. I could go on forever, but the point is she's hilarious and perfect.