Our little man of many wonders continues to put smiles on each of our faces. Now, Calsee, you are sitting, attempting (again and again) to craw, pulling yourself up and standing, while holding on to a bed or anything that helps you achieve your standing goal! You have 6. Meio! Seis dentes! You smile a ton, laugh a lot, especially when you see your sisters. Like today, you and I went in to wake Madge from her nap, and you glanced over, saw your biggest sister and got really excited. You love your girls. They love you!
What a joy your life is and what beauty it has added to our own. I cannot imagine life any other way. And yet, I know, we know, you are a gift. You are not ours. Your are God's. May you always go to where He calls you, and we pray that we will always listen to His direction so that we can gently direct you toward Him, your true Happiness.
All our love, Sweets. Nos te amamos mais do que voce jamais saber!
