My dear little nugget, I can't explain to you how amazing it is to watch you grow and learn each day, week, and month. Recently, you are mastering the roll over. You rolled over OFFICIALLY for the first time last night, front to back and to front again, as daddy and I laid on the floor cheering you on. Your Balash temper was coming through as you screamed and whined because you were having a hard time figuring it out. Grandma She got you to full on giggle for the first time a few weeks ago. I nearly cried at the sound of your giggles. Remember when you were a newborn and all you did was cry, sleep and poop? You don't? Well, I do. This version of you is a little bit more fun. Something your dad said to me a while back has really stuck with me. I was wearing a pair of khaki shorts and asked him if they looked like 'mom shorts'. He replied by laughing and telling me that I was, indeed, a mom and that his favorite version of me was this version. The 'mom' version. Though it's been a huge (and sometimes difficult) adjustment, he's right. This is by far, the best version of me, and that's all because of you.