Letter to Camille: Two Months

Hello sweet Camibear! This time two months ago, you were only an hour and a half old. On one hand, I can’t believe you are already 2 months old. On the other hand, it feels like you’ve been part of our family for a long time.
I didn’t think it was possible, but you get cuter every day. We went to the mall today, and while you seemed to enjoy being in the stroller, I wanted to snatch you up and carry you everywhere so I could nibble on you. I did for a little while when you got kind of fussy. I didn’t care if people wondered why I was pushing an empty stroller with you in my arms. I liked being as near to you as possible.
People probably stare at me a lot. When we were strolling through the mall, I kept talking to you, pointing out things of interest and asking you questions like, “Why does the Hallmark store sell Crocs?” In your wise way, you didn’t answer. You knew there was no acceptable answer.
In the last week or so, more of your personality has started to emerge. You’ve begun talking, and I LOVE it! Every time you talk, I practically start dancing around you, making crazy faces and even crazier noises trying to encourage you to keep cooing. And sometimes you reward me with one of those magical smiles. I’d stand on my head for hours if I thought it would make you smile.
You’ve finally been getting some religion this month, and you’re not sure what you think of it. A week and a half ago, we took you to our church for the first time.
You were asleep when we arrived, but as soon as the music started you began waking up. You thought the organ was much too loud, and your Daddy had to hold you and continually pat your arm through the entire service. But you didn’t make a peep, and when it was over, crowds of people gathered around to see you and oooh and aaaah.
You were in church again last Sunday, but this time you were in Granddaddy’s church. We went to Tennessee to visit – your first really long trip. You were great in the car for the first several hours, but pretty unhappy the last 2 or so. I don’t blame you. That’s a long time for a little baby to sit strapped in to her carseat. But once we got to Granddaddy and Nana’s house, you were WONDERFUL! In fact, that’s the first time you really seemed to start babbling a lot.
We brought your Gymini, and I’m so glad because playing on it was your second favorite thing to do (behind eating). You love looking at yourself in the mirror and kicking furiously at the animals hanging from the overhead bars. I sometimes crawl behind you on the playmat and we peek at each in the mirror. That’s when your Daddy took this picture, and it’s one of my favorites ever.
We took another of my favorite pictures this weekend. Nana and Granddaddy just finished an upstairs bonus room for you – it’ll be your playroom when you’re a little older. Some of my childhood toys are in there, including several of my Cabbage Patch Dolls. I adored those dolls, and had nearly a dozen. Nana lined some of them up on the bed, and we sat you in the middle of them. Too cute!!! Can you find the sweetest doll?
Look closer. You are way cuter than any of those dolls!
Your Granddaddy thinks you’re the cutest too. When we went to church Sunday, he took you up to the front of the sanctuary and showed you off to the congregation.
You snoozed peacefully through the whole thing, but again, you thought the pipe organ was a bit much. Nana fixed that by covering your ears during every song. You were appreciative. I think you enjoyed your weekend and all the attention you got. This is pretty much how it was the whole time:
Cami, you take my breath away. You are such a sweet baby, and you’ve made our lives so much richer over these past 2 months. You are loved, little girl.