I love you, my little five-month old.
I love your huge, open-mouthed smile that never ends.
I love your chubby thighs and the rolls hidden by your diaper.
I love that one big curl on top of your head.
I love your brown, brown, brown eyes.
I love your little voice when you are talking to yourself in the mirror.
I love that you love oatmeal and bananas. I do too!
I love that you try so hard to crawl. It will come, don’t worry.
I love having you. I am gonna keep you forever.