My three month old angel.
I was doing okay with the fact that Lily hit the three month mark. Until, that is, Jake and I were working on a math lesson on quarters and I realized that it was Lily's quarter of a year birthday.
My sweet Lilabelle has hit the milestone of no longer feeling like a "newborn." In fact...there are times she even wants to be put down! And even though that is a rather dangerous place to be in a house with eight rambunctious feet hopping around, she gets her way and a fortress is set up for her protection.
She is my darling. Her eyes look for my face and, in the midst of my interaction with the rest of life and family, I can often look down at her to find her gaze fixed on me...followed by a giant smile. She loves to talk. She loves to interact. She loves familiar faces.
And we love her.