My sweet baby girl Olivia,
I saw you sit up for the first time yesterday. Completely by yourself. And there is no documented evidence of the big event. AND I AM SORRY!
When Jackson was a baby, we have hours of DVD time of him just laying in his activity mat, or babbling, or slobbering. But now, time is limited and getting out the camera (with the crappy battery) means getting out the bag, opening it, taking out the camera and all the cords, plugging the cords in to both the camera and the wall, fighting with your brothers over filming them and letting them watch themselves in the LCD screen while I camcord things I can't even see, and most of the time it just sounds too exhausting to even consider.
And I'm dying for you to try finger foods, but I am determined to take a picture of it, but the camera keeps being in the car and I just haven't managed to get out there to get it so I can document your first "snack;" therefore, you haven't had any finger foods yet.
And so many times you don't make it out of your pjs. You have a closet FULL of adorable baby clothes, and I somehow justify keeping you in your pjs even when we are leaving the house. "Oh, she'll be more comfortable," I'll say. Or, "It's so cold out, her pjs will keep her warm." But really I'm just avoiding the whole clothes change because I have two other people to dress completely besides myself, and I also hope to avoid the extra laundry.
Now, make no mistake, my beautiful princess. None of this is a reflection of how we feel about you, because we adore you, think you are about the best baby on earth, and love staring into those huge blue eyes and deep, gorgeous dimples. But we are SOOOO busy with the three of you, that some things just don't happen like they should. I hope to do better...but if I don't, at least you'll know why! Love you, angel!