Dear Evelyn Morgan,
How in the world are you half a year old already? I just barely gave birth to you, and blink, you are six months old. You are growing up way to fast for me! Please slow down. I want my baby girl for a while longer, please.
Although this past month hasn’t been the best for me, you have blossomed the past four weeks. You are trying to hit all the milestones right now–again, slow down! Everyone loves you and calls you “princess” or “baby doll”, to which Rhys responds, “Not princess, Evie!” He’s becoming fiercely protective of you and absolutely loves you. You also went swimming for the first time with us and the not-warm water didn’t phase you at all. You loved it and tried to splash the whole time. We have also transitioned you to the big tub with your brother–you use his old booster seat as a bath chair until you are better at sitting up. Again, you absolutely love being in the water and spend the whole time splashing.