Opalanne | second

Opalanne - Half your life so far has been quarantined because of a global pandemic. Hopefully that doesn't ring true past this year. Sweet - I can't think of a better word to describe you. When we talk about other families coming to play, you always make sure we list every family member, even if... Continue Reading →

Opalanne | year

Opalanne - What a strange exit from babyhood you've had. Currently there is a global pandemic keeping everyone home. Protests over the murder of a man named George Floyd have a chance at making real change at least in the hearts and minds of a few people, hopefully a lot of people. I hope you... Continue Reading →

Opalanne | eleven

Opalanne, Sometime this month I realized you weren't a baby anymore. You know so much - you're standing up and cruising around, you try to call the Kitty with clicking noises and mock your dad's farts. You know what you want and scream for it if you need to (thank you older sister for modeling... Continue Reading →

Opalanne | ten

Opalanne - I'm two days late and many much dollars short (I also don't even know why that phrase is in my head, but I can hear your Grandpa saying it). It's the weirdest time of life that I've lived through. We are under stay at home orders as a state. Much of the country... Continue Reading →

Opalanne | nine

Opes, I can't believe you are 9 months old today. But, really, I shouldn't be surprised. You are pulling yourself up on everything and pushing yourself around on anything that moves. You are still scooting like a champion, but I expect that you full-crawl any day. You are the squirmiest worm except when you're sick... Continue Reading →

Opalanne | eight

Doc visit to start the week Opie girl, You are the sweetest. I think I say that every month. I'd go check, but this is a new editor and I don't know how it works. But it's true. You smile at everyone. Snuggle in with people you know. Lean to be held by your daddy.... Continue Reading →

Opalanne | seven

Opes, Your letter for 7 months is half a month late because it's been crazy around here. Month 6 was full full full. Holidays. Parties. Late nights. Chocolate. Lights. And bears, oh my. You have a favorite stuffie - Gerald the giraffe. And a favorite blankie - blue, gold, and maroon trees. Your favorite food... Continue Reading →

Opalanne | six

Opes, If I had a dollar for every person who stopped to tell me how cute you were, we could pay for college. Look at you. They're not wrong. You love to sit and watch the world work around you. You don't like loud noises, but now you know how to counteract with loud noises... Continue Reading →

Opalanne | five

Opalanne - So much is coming to my brain to write about this month. Here are some unrelated highlights. You are a great regular eater - 8, 11, 2, and 5 - almost without fail. You eat, play for 90 minutes, nap for an hour, and repeat. Eating includes throwing up copious amounts of partially... Continue Reading →

Opalanne | four

Opie, You are so big, and by "so big" I mean, super average sized. You finally attended your first wedding and were such a champ. You smile and laugh and over-close your mouth because you don't have teeth and it's the freaking cutest thing. You rolled over this month - both ways - and started... Continue Reading →

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