Can you believe she is already almost eight months old? Sitting up and somewhat of a talker already, she reminds me more and more of her sister at her age.
She gets plenty of love and kisses from her family and we like to have "make Holland smile" contests. But being the youngest also has its share of quandaries. At times I will hear a sudden squall in the other room and walk in to find little Holland, sitting on her haunches, completely alone, having been accidentally abandoned by her more mobile siblings. Brooklyn is pretty good about lugging her around when she is playing, but when she is at school, her brothers are somewhat less remembering about their pint-sized playmate.
But, oh, we love her! Already I can't imagine life without her. Isn't it amazing how that happens so quickly?
4 comments:
Holland is adorable!
Ahh, but you forget how much Roman loves to play reverse wheelbarrow with Holland (dragging her around the living room by her ankles).
What a doll! I love the picture of her in the hat!
She is beautiful! I'm loving your pictures by the way.
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