22 months


Phoebe Jane is 22 months old now. Oh, one, where are you going? You’re getting away from me too quickly. I just love this year from one to two. And of course there’s magic and wonder and all of the above in two to three, but there’s also a tiny bit of dread. Baby is going away. Toddler of two? Oh my.

Truth be told, a held a dear friend’s less-than-24-hours-old baby boy and Phoebe–while still tiny–is clearly NOT a baby anymore. She runs and jumps and climbs, talks more and more every day, is quick with a smile and giggle, loves to use the potty (!) and dance, kick the soccer ball and swing HIGH. Sometimes she’s like a train wreck. Often she’s a sweet snuggle, a wide-eyed ray of pure sunshine. We love you, darling little birdie.

nine months

The littlest birdie in our nest is nine months old today. Oh bright and shining one, we can’t stack up the blocks fast enough for your quick little hands. We hope you come to know how deeply you are loved even though your sister enjoys pushing you over and stealing your pacifier when she just can’t take how adorable you are anymore. Your big sister just adores you though, Phoebe Jane, and we know this because most mornings instead of running out of her room and coming to find us, we hear her run down to your room and snuggle up and play with you. This makes a Mama’s heart sing.

We are so blessed to have your beauty and joy in our presence, Phoebs. XO