six splendid months of marlow

Just like that you are half a year old. It’s obviously cliché but I can’t help but feel like it has gone in the blink of an eye. Marlow Autumn this has been the most wonderful six months. I love you. Happy six months old, baby girl.

This month you are:

• Giving the most wonderful squeals of delight.

• Your character is really starting to emerge and shine through. You sure know what you want, and let us know pronto if we aren’t meeting that need.

• That first little toosie-peg popped through the bottom row.

• You hit a stone in weight!

• But - I think my favourite thing from this month, was what you started to do when daddy got home from work. He’d come in the front door and as soon as you saw him your face would light up with a smile… then when he left to take off his coat you’d burst into tears until he came back and picked you up. It was the sweetest thing, and that papa bear felt oh so LOVED!