OURS

Our little Myla isn't so little any more. 

Myla just up from a nap.  Not in a smiling mood just yet.

She got two teeth last week.  Can she really be this big? 

Aunt Shelley holding Myla

 

She is almost sitting up on her own. 

She is almost "officially" ours.  In May, we should have our day in court.  I can tell you this. 

Myla looking at the camera like it is weird.  She will only smile for pictures when someone is behind me.  She doesn't want to smile at a big, black box.

She is ours through and through.  We don't need paper work or the court to make it official.  She has been officially ours before she even took her first breath. 

 She is our joy.  She is our love.  She is our beauty.  It is a hourly event to hear proclaimed, "You are so pretty."  by someone in the house.