The other night I was putting Kinlee's 0-3 month clothes in a bin downstairs and I literally started to cry. I love how her personality is exploding but I mourned my newborn baby. It's pretty ridiculous and I need to get it together. But I just know how fast time flies and how in the blink of an eye, babies are no longer babies, and children are no longer children. I am definitely savoring every moment with my Kinlee Coo.
She wears a bib most of the time because she spits up constantly.
Sometimes her little headband slides down over her eyes and the kids will tell me,
"Kinlee's a Pirate!"
She kind of looks like a cartoon character in this picture. I can't put my finger on it.
Her millionth smile:
We nicknamed her "Kinlee Coo," but now we just call her "Coo" for short.