In Your Eyes

Caroline;

Every day Mommy and Daddy look into your eyes and realize what a special little girl you are. We love the way those baby blues tell a story. You are now crawling and trying to walk and you are only 8 months old. On Sunday, you sat up in your crib,(Daddy lowered the mattress) on Monday you pulled yourself up in your crib, (Daddy lowered the mattress), on Wednesday you kept standing and falling back in your crib laughing and laughing. (How much lower can the mattress go?) By Friday you were crawling and pulling yourself up onto anything. Walls, doors, bookcases, couches, walkers, pushing the kitchen chairs back and forth and trying to open and close doors. By the way, you are into everything. Everything you shouldn't be touching. The cable wires for the television, even though they were tucked way behind the cabinet. You tried to pull out the outlet covers and got very mad when you realized it was not achievable. You were found eating Rick's shoes and you went swimming in Baxter and Madisons' water bowl. Mommy never kept a house as clean as she has to now!! We see you eyeing every crumb on the floor, every piece of fur on the carpet. But, that's OK! You are so happy and loving, and hearing you sing,(yell, squeal, squeak) with that smile on your face makes our hearts melt. we love you more every day. You are going to do great things in this world, even just by smiling at people with those eyes! Happy 8th Month Birthday. This year is flying. Please slow down....
Love, Mommy and Daddy