A week ago yesterday marked your 3rd month. The weekend was filled with family while we also celebrated your cousin Martin turning 6 years old and your Great-Grandma Grant turning 90. You met lots of family for the first time and either grinned, slobbered, or slept while you were passed around and squeezed on by everyone but me. I didn't mind sharing. Perhaps my favorite part though was when all 40+ of us gathered for a family picture and you, the youngest of her 16 great-grandchildren, sat in the lap of my 90 year old grandmother.
You continue to be a dream. A 16 pound, slobbery dream.
You have a belly laugh that sounds like it belongs to someone who's been here a lot longer then 3 months. It is the most delicious sound. And you are already initiating some serious conversations.
Your smile is both shy and confident. And it doesn't take much to catch one from you. It's the first thing we all see when you wake.
You are such a delightful baby Ida Ruth.
It's funny how this happens. How we had no idea there was this giant Ida Ruth hole in our family until you arrived and filled this space and we all realized we had been waiting for you.
I'm excited to introduce you to Spring my dear.
Love,
Mama
Precious in every way!
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