7 Months

I love Emerson at 7 months. I love the way she smiles. I love the way she laughs. I love the way she crawls after me and says mama. I love the way she loves her siblings. I love the way she smiles when I walk into a room. I love her curiosity. I love how she bypasses all of her toys, and prefers the stairs or her brother’s shoes. I love her squeals. I love how content she is. I love that she likes her pacifier. I love that she is so happy. I. love. Her.