emo hair

Oh my dear abbigail...why is your hair so crazy? This is what it looks like when you wake up in the morning and no matter what I do throughout the day, it is impossible to get it to lay down.
You must have gotten this from your father, because my hair is perfect. ;)

You are trying to be so independent these days, walking everywhere, attempting to run, pretending to read your books (you love the one about the Hippos), kicking around your balls and eating EVERYTHING. I am grateful that you are not a climber and though you are brave, you are also very cautious. I am so sorry I smashed your fingers in the door yesterday...I can't turn around without you being right at my legs trying to follow me everywhere I go. You love all animals and all kids. Nothing makes you smile more than seeing a dog outside or another baby in the store. Now that you have mastered walking, you have started waving again and you wave at everyone you see, except for men with beards...because they are obviously so scary. You love all music and stop whatever you are doing to do the "booty dance" whenever you hear any bit of a tune, commercial, song or even the guitar. You love bananas, cheerios, grapes, cheese and drinking out of a straw....although you will pretty much eat anything I put in front of you. Thank you for this.

You are such a delight and we love watching you grow! I can't wait to do so many fun things with you this summer and watch you explore this beautiful world!