March 16, 2016 by Heather
Pulling my face fat.
Having some wild and crazy hair.
Dancing in the kitchen.
Waking up with a smile, as usual.
Watching daddy and Parker build stuff.
Having your picture taken when you weren’t quite ready.
Sitting up (and crawling!) all on your own.
Showing off those sweet buns, pre-bath.
Life with you just keeps getting sweeter, little Oliver. I love you so very much.