Counting Weeks

If one counts weeks, it has been sixteen weeks today since Evelyn was born. That means she is four months old! Goodness, how time doesn't slow down. At all.

So, now that I am coming to terms with the fact that I have a four month old (really???), I will share some of her latest and greatest...

Her hair is growing in (as mine is falling out from post-preggers hormones). And it is so beautiful. It is still that strawberry blonde color!

We are still happily and successfully breastfeeding. 

She's got little rolls on her thighs and the cutest dimples in her butt!

She has discovered her voice. And she is a chatty girl! She "talks" all day long! She's discovered that she can be loud, and that her voice can go up high. It is adorable!

Evelyn loves her fingers! They are constantly in her mouth, if her paci isn't in it.

Some of her favorite things - the paci, Albert the frog, and Ollie the octopus. 

She is so kissable!!!!!

When she nurses, she will stop, turns her head, and starts talking to me. Then she turns her head back and starts nursing again. It is one of the cutest things ever. 

She loves to stand.

Evelyn is not good at naps. Since she was born, she only takes quick 10 minute cat naps here and there. And lately, the cat naps have not even been happening. She doesn't want to miss a thing! It makes for one tired mommy, though.

She is so stinkin cute. I know I'm a little biased, okay, a lot biased, but you have to admit that she is one of the cutest babies ever.

She loves loud music.

She already is scared of strangers, and just wants her mommy. When random people approach her and talk to her, she sticks out her bottom lip and starts to cry, like she is scared. 

And finally,

She is the light of my life. A precious gift from the Lord. And I am thankful.