Eleanor, you are seven months old today.
Each month is going by quicker than the last. I used to always know with that new mom sort of precision how old you were, but your sixth month went by so fast that I’m afraid when people ask me your age now I might mistakenly say “six months” instead of “seven months.” Seven? How can it have already been seven months? Before I know it you’ll be seven years old. You are the sweetest, most lovely seven month old I know, and I bet you’ll be the sweetest, most lovely seven year old as well. 

Eleanor, you are seven months old today.

Each month is going by quicker than the last. I used to always know with that new mom sort of precision how old you were, but your sixth month went by so fast that I’m afraid when people ask me your age now I might mistakenly say “six months” instead of “seven months.” Seven? How can it have already been seven months? Before I know it you’ll be seven years old. You are the sweetest, most lovely seven month old I know, and I bet you’ll be the sweetest, most lovely seven year old as well. 

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  1. bricorama said: precious!
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