Dear Paxton (the start of summer),

Dear Paxton,

Summer is my favorite season. I love the sunshine, the warm weather, and the time off. I told myself that I was still going to take you to daycare a day or two each week so that I could stay caught up on my photography and keeping the house clean. WRONG. I simply can’t get enough of you.

You have a strong heart like your momma. You think I’m pretty funny, and your giggle is to die for. You have this deep belly laugh that makes it sound like you smoke a pack a day! You are ticklish to the extreme. I find myself being absolutely crazy just because I’m addicted to that smile of yours. You are growing and changing like crazy. You are working on sitting up. You can roll from your belly to your back, but not the other way. You’ve never really loved being on your tummy, and I don’t blame you.

Everyone laughs at how nosey you are. You don’t miss a thing, and you won’t nap if too much is going on. You are a big eater. We started you on avocado instead of rice cereal. I am making all of your baby food. So far you’ve had avocado, bananas, sweet potatoes, apples, and pears.

We spend a lot of our time in Clinton with Grammy and Pops. You love to be outside. Grammy always tells you that it’s you and her against me, but for right now, you still think I’m pretty cool, too.

You are ridiculously chubby, and have been for quite some time now. The rolls on your legs are amazing. I love summer for a million reasons, but one of them is definitely the chance to get those thighs some air! It also meant time in a swimsuit! I bought you a 9 month swimsuit to wear this summer. You wore it once, and it took your dad and I about 15 minutes to get it on…when you were 5 months old. We had to move up to the 12 month one. Slow down sweet girl, slow down.