Happy

This girl is precious. 

I know I'm her Mom & it's my job to think so but the little thing just shines. There's no doubt. 

We were sweating at my sister's yard sale today...& even in the sticky icky humidity she offered a sweet smile to anyone who spoke to her. 

She has eczema. It's red. It's raw most of the time and it just looks downright painful. At five months old she scratches in her sleep and we've gotta keep those little fingernail daggers cut or else she causes her neck & arms to bleed, but still she is the happiest little ball of sunshine about 95% of the time. 

Parker is happy. She's sweet and extremely smiley. But a sleeper she's not. She's queen of the cat naps. You'd think being nearly as sleep deprived as her Mama would cause her to join her Mama on the brink of cranky butt insanity...instead I tell you if you pull this sleeping baby out of her car seat and walk into an Old Navy, as soon as she hears the music and sees the people she starts smiling and dancing! How's that for loving life?

On the eve of Father's Day I just want to say how much Mike and I love our little bundle of bumps and smiles. Even after five months of no sleep we still hold to the belief that we have the absolute most beautiful little bundle of baby girl we could've ever hoped for. 

We love you Parker Grace Curtsinger. Thank you for teaching me what it means to be happy.