Love letter

Dear Evelyn Rue,

I love you.

You are by and far the most perfect baby imaginable.

I wasn't so keen on babies after dealing with your crazy colicky sister (who for the record is the best little girl in all the land, she was just a sad little babe for the first few months)

but you little lady have made me a believer of baby hunger.

I think that you knew I have a hard time after having babies, 

not really physically, but emotionally (your mama gets the deep dark blues).

So you came out an angel.

A beautiful angel.

You've nursed like a champ from day one.

You've been sleeping 8-10 hours stretches for pretty much the last 3 months of your life.

You only cry if you need something and even then are the easiest to sooth. 

Just a quick snuggle and you are mellow yellow in mere moments.
Remember how we got in a terrible car accident when you were just 3 weeks old and totaled our car?
 Probably not bc you slept through it.
See what I mean... angel baby.

You love to talk and smile and sit and watch your sister play.

And you let me kiss you all day long with not so much as a squeal.

By the way, you taste like pure heaven.

Everything with you has been a sweet sweet dream and I fall more in love with being your mama every minute.

Thanks miss Rue for letting us lalalove you.

xoxoxo but mostly a lot of o's:)

P.S. happy four months. Now stop. Please.