Dear Bubba.

I've been meaning to write this for days, but everytime I get you and your sissy down for naps I feel the uncontrolable urge to lay down too. I'm fighting that urge right now. Maybe that is because you and Tootsie like to wake up all night for some unknown reason. It's a good thing you are so cute, especially in the middle of the night. You don't want to hold still for anything right now. You squirm away when I change you and nearly fly out of my arms if you want to reach something. You wont even hold still to nurse; you grab my shirt play with my hair, or just wave your arm back and forth like a crazy person. I suspect you will be walking before you turn one. You still only army scoot instead of crawling but can cross a room if I turn my back for more than moment. You have started to reach for me and prefer me over anyone else. Sometimes I think it makes Daddy sad, but I secretly love it that you love me the most right now. I need that. I love you to the stars sweet Stella!
Love, Momma