and the one helping me raise our children:
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how does a girl get to be so blessed?
love you both with all my heart.
You are still our chubbly wubbly and are wearing 9-12 month clothes. The rolls on your thighs, elbows, kneecaps, and chin are impossible not to nibble on. You definitely do not lack in the physical affection department. You constantly have someone giving you kisses, nibbles, hugs, squeezes, etc.
You are such a happy baby with a good nature. You've gotten sick a few times in your 7 months, but I guess that comes with being born right in the middle of flu season. Even when you're sick though, you're generally very happy and silly.
You are an incredible sleeper. You usually sleep a continuous 12 hours at night and also take two naps a day that are 2-3 hours each. You like to sleep in your crib, but don't have a problem falling asleep in Mommy's arms or occasionally Daddy's lap.
You don't really cry much. And when you do, it's not very loud. You have very distinctive hungry, tired, hurt, angry, and iwantmommy cries. The IWANTMOMMY cry is my favorite. Not because you want me, but because it is so dramatic. It's the cry that people think is your hurt cry. It makes me laugh because it's almost always accompanied by this face:
You are a Mommy's girl. Big time. It's getting a little bit worse the older you get. Your pediatrician says that is to be expected. That you'll go through a "stranger danger" phase. Your brother's never did, but you seem to be starting it. Even your usual favorites, like Daddy and Grandma, can't compete with Mommy. I admit, I still love it. I love how much you need me and want to be around me.
Your two bottom middle teeth have come up and I think you're getting more. I'm not sure where they're coming in, but I think it's the top middle one(s). I can't see them yet, but you're acting like you did right before your bottom teeth broke through. You seem to be munching on things more than usual.
You've gotten very good at holding your own bottle. Usually the only time I have you do this is in the morning when I'm trying to also get your brother's breakfast on the table. You love real food and want to eat anything I'm eating. You eat three solid meals a day and for your last meal of the day, you usually eat three jars of baby food. You've gotten good at "chewing" so you've also started eating cherrios, fruit loops, muffins, breads, and a variety of baby pick up foods.
Your hair is getting quite long. You get all kinds of different hairstyles and don't mind any of them. You're very good at letting me do your hair and paint your toes.
You love your brothers. You light up whenever they come in the room. You love when they interact with you and they love to make you laugh. You are completely adored by everyone you come in contact with, but especially your Daddy, Grammy, Papa, Aunt Stephie and Ky. You always give Aunt Stephie a big smile. Ky loves to see what you're wearing. He loves loves loves all your shoes and notices every time you have a new paint color on your toes. He also loves all your accessories: bracelets, bows, earrings, etc and notices when you have those on as well.
You got your ears pierced last week. I was nervous to do it because I didn't want to cause you any pain. However, you held extremely still and kind of fussed for literally 7 seconds. You didn't even really cry. I think it was less traumatic then when you get your immunizations. The earrings look so dang cute and I'm glad that you have them now, before you realize they are even there. 
You like to squeal. LOUDLY. It's kind of like your way of talking. You used to do it mainly in the car. Now it's gotten to where you do it all the time. Sacrament meeting, during dinner, watching tv, playing with your toys, etc. You've gotten really loud the past few days and the pitch of the scream keeps getting higher. You really do sound like a firework. Sometimes it sounds like the air being let out of a balloon. I still find it very funny and laugh every time you do it. Your brother's usually find it amusing as well, but today Grant told me that you're starting to hurt his ears :)
You are my little princess. You've brought so much happiness into our family. You are without a doubt spoiled, but not yet rotten. You are already growing up too fast, but each new stage has been so much fun. We are so thankful that you came to our family and we love you the most beautiful girl!
Another example. One of the days it was raining, you put on your swim goggles and went in the front yard to jump in the puddles. Your brother eventually joined you, but you were completely happy being alone and making yourself laugh.
You are so stinkin' cute. You have a smile that is very deceiving, in that it is the most innocent smile I've ever seen. You flash those pearly whites, your beautiful eyes light up and that's usually all it takes to get you out of whatever trouble you've gotten yourself into. You are definitely going to be a heart breaker. You still have your "lucky fin" and I hope that you always do. I find it adorable. 
Happy 50th Birthday to one of the best men what there ever was...