Lorelai turned seven months a few days ago. That’s right. Seven. 

I would say times flies, but I also can barely remember what life was like without her. So I guess I walk the line of it feeling like yesterday or forever that she rocked our world with those chunky cheeks and roly-poly thighs.

“Hey, guh. You need some butta for dos rolls?”

I ask her that almost everyday. She never responds. Maybe it offends her. But I also say almost everyday that I wish I could have those kind of rolls on my arms and legs and people would think they were cute. As of now, Lorelai is definitely on the physical fast-track that her big brother, Jack, was on. She voluntarily rolled over at eight weeks, got her first teeth at four months {she now has a total of six teeth!}, and she’s crawling and pulling up. Can someone make it stop?! I know I’m supposed to be excited at all of these milestones, but I just want her to slow down. Jack started walking at the end of ten months and I won’t be surprised if she follows in those footsteps.

It’s so amazing, the bond that she and Jack share, in addition to the similarities they share in their physical development. He was in love with her from the moment we told him there was another baby in Mommy’s tummy. He knew it was a baby sister and wouldn’t hear it any other way. I’m so thankful he was right. He would talk to my tummy everyday, telling her his name and all about the world outside. When she was born, she responded and looked toward his voice when he spoke more than anyone else’s. Cole can run amuck, acting silly and trying to get her attention to make her smile, but she will just stubbornly give him what I call the “stank face”. All Jack has to do is make a silly sound or roll his eyes and she’s belly laughing and reaching for him. There’s just something about those two and I can’t wait to see how their relationship grows as they do. At seven months, Lorelai loves crawling around the floor, exploring everything that’s been dropped there by her big brothers. She loves eating her newest food, Gerber puffs, and being danced and bounced around the room on Mommy or Daddy’s hip when we’re listening to our Disney parks music loops.

Oh. And at seven months she’s already been to Disney World once and will go again in a little over a month…this time, eating with all of the princesses in Cinderella’s Castle. Can you say spoiled much?

We are all madly in love with our little Lolly. She is truly a joy to us each and everyday. I am so thankful that God chose me to be her Mommy.

With love, Malorie