On Our Way To Crazy

… like disco lemonade…

Month Five. April 6, 2012

Filed under: Campbell Letters — brandi @ 6:22 am

Dear Campbell,

OH, GIRL. This month has just been the best thing. Everything about you has gotten BIGGER and MORE AWESOME.

I feel like you really exploded this month. You are rolling over, first of all, like a total grown up. You’re tall and strong and loud, oh so loud. You have got some serious lung capacity. We’re in trouble when you start knowing words.

Any time you’re on the move, whether it’s in the car or on a walk, your eyes are open so wide and your head is turning 90 to nothing to take it all in. And the entire time you are ohhing and ahhing and cooing and squealing and talking to everything you see.

We went to your Aunt Chelsea and Uncle Josh’s wedding, which was super fun. We dragged you all over town and partied it up and you just rolled with it, being cool and looking fabulous. In fact, you stayed calm all week long, holding onto your frustrations and keeping them inside until 20 minutes before the wedding when you staged a MASSIVE MELTDOWN in our little dressing area. We were supposed to be taking family photos and putting final touches on makeup and outfits, and instead you were screaming and I was crying and you wouldn’t eat and I couldn’t find your dad and oh my gracious we almost missed the wedding. But we got it together and only a few people accidentally saw my boobs and you got some food and everything was great. You met all of your crazy family members and tons of our friends and it was a blast.

Your sleeping habits have been all over the map this month. Three hour nap, no nap, four hours at night, NINE hours a night. It’s a blast to have no idea what to expect when you lay down at night. But man, when you do sleep, it’s the sweetest thing I’ve ever seen.

You love to ‘stand up’, you love to bounce around, you love to roll over and and kick your legs and flail around. You do not love to be still or cuddle or rest really in any manner at all. You are thrilled, THRILLED, when your dad comes into your line of sight. You will twist yourself like a contortionist to follow him around the room. Seeing the two of you together is one of my most favorite things about you being in our family.

It is so much fun to live with you, sweet girl.

Love,
Mama