Dear Abs,

      Lately I have been writing and calling you Abigail.  Even sister does it.  However, she has been calling you Abigail Morgan Grace, adding in the Morgan since it is her middle name.   But, Abigail seems so fitting, so feminine and so you with your bluest blue eyes and long eyelashes.  You are a beauty.  
     You are also filled with adventure.  Not too long ago I turned my back for a second (just a second, I swear) and your were crawling up the stairs.  Might I add, you were pretty proficient at it too and it scared the daylights out of me.  Just last night daddy let you climb the stairs while he followed behind.  You did it with no problem, none at all.  Amazing.
      I guess I should not be surprised the you are climbing stairs.  After all, you do have Ella to keep up with and keep up with her you do.  It won't be long before you take your first steps.  You are using your little mailbox walker like a pro and prefer to be standing near the coffee table.  What will we do to contain you?

Bluest blues

      This past week you ate paella and LOVED it.  I am talking about CAN'T GET ENOUGH kind of love.  You also love cous cous, cheerios, and bananas.  At school you are starting to drink milk out of a cup.  Apparently you love Holden and always touch his face.
     I love that you are so affectionate.  Often you initiate hugs and cuddles.  You enjoy sitting on laps and know how to flirt with the best of them.  Daddy and I would actually prefer the flirting to stop.

Mommy's sweet girl

     Anyways, before you know it, you will be one and I just can't handle it!  Life is moving way too fast...


Love you oodles and oodles little girl.  We all do.