You are cute as a button. You have a shirt to prove it too! This has been a fun filled month for you. You spent your 1st Sunday in the nursery with Kathy. I keep telling you that you and Kathy go way back. You helped your daddy celebrate his birthday with a big ole cookie cake. I wish that you had been able to eat some of it. We got it designed with UK football on it.
Your daddy isn’t a sportsaholic but he will sit down and enjoy a good football came. He especially likes them with his little girl sitting on his knee.
We celebrated your first Halloween this evening. We dressed you up as a frog and you were absolutely the cutest frog we had ever seen. Today you wore a shirt that said you were so cute it was scary. I have to agree, you are so cute, and all the people we come into contact with have to agree. People are always telling us how cute you are, what a pretty baby you were. We didn’t go trick or treating around the neighborhood, we stayed at the house and passed out candy. You loved getting up and going to the door and giving out candy.
Your growing so much it is crazy. I can’t believe how much you have grown in the past month. Your getting to big for the sling but you sure enjoy mama’s hip.
You are starting to learn how to get your way. You have made this sweet little pucker lip and it just melts my heart. You are so young, yet you already have me and your daddy both wrapped around your little fingers.
We also gave you your first guitar and piano lesson this month. You love sitting on mama’s lap while we are practicing and playing the piano. You are such a big girl and you seem to absolutely love music. We play music sometimes and your face just lights up. You especially like to sit in your bumbo and watch your daddy play his guitar.
We went up to your daddy’s work the other day to take some pictures of you in your Halloween outfits and your sweet hair bow that I made you. Have I ever told you how cute you were?
Also a new nickname that I gave you was “goof troop”. You can be down right goofy little girl. You are so special. We love every ounce of you. Just keep being you precious Abigail. I read you this letter while you were sitting in my lap; you looked over at me and smiled.