Dear Harriet

Well my dear,

As your fifth month birthday approaches, I look back fondly. You have come a long way from the darkened, eye baby to the blue eyed engaged chunky monkey that you are now. Throughout the day you are consistently watching that which surrounds you (mostly an overactive and highly interested sister). Charlotte is very much into teaching you things. She is constantly telling me to read to you, which I do. She also was explaining all the different pieces of a farm puzzle we were working on. As I would hold the piece up, I would ask her to explain what it was and she would eagerly say "Baa Harriet!" grabbing it from my hand and bringing it close to you eyes, which were now searching for focus. She also loves to play a game with you whereby you are lifted by yours arms to an upright position and then she knocks you down to a pillow behind you exuberantly saying "BOOM!". She loves you so much and tells us so. She is always getting the sling for you and kisses you at every opportunity. However, she also loves to scare you, but that is just something that big sister's do to their younger ones. (We also like to tell you them that they are adopted.)

For months you were snuggled in your sling and covered by a jacket, but now that the weather is beautiful you are exposed. The leaves and light intrigue you. Sometimes you will catch my eye while looking up and give me a sweet smile. It warms my heart. When your father walks in a room, you look for his voice and get visibly agitated when you cannot find it. But once you do, you give him the same sweet smile you do me. His heart warms as well, and ends up melting.

You are a joy and a beautiful addition to our family, and although you do look very much like Charlotte, you ARE HARRIET! You are patient. You love tummy time and dislike baths. You are serious with you sneezes but over the moon excited about Alley. You have a cutest little ear dimple. You lift your legs when I change you. You tell the most interesting stories on your back. You are left handed, thus far. You are you.

Love you my slung darling. Enjoy your milk before bedtime and sweet dreams.



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