Hopeful

      So remember that sweet baby girl I told you a little bit about in my earlier post? This is her!

I know what you're thinking. She's no longer a peanut. She's more along the lines of a large cantaloupe (I'm not kidding. That's what the app says!) Guys, today officially marks four weeks until we get to meet her. There are no words to express our excitement for that day. It has gone by SO fast. She has been so wonderful. I will brag on this little girl every single day if given the opportunity.

I tell Aaron all the time that I hope she has his freckles (they're honestly my favorite). I also hope that she has his mad art skills-he can draw like a beast. I could sit here and name off so many hopes that we have for her, but in the end, our hope for her is that she is able to find something to smile about every single day. And that she knows no stranger. Our hope for her is that she may find the silver lining in every situation, and that she won't miss out on rolling her windows down for fear of messing up her hair a little. We hope for her to be present in every moment that she possibly can be, and to not be afraid to have that second bowl of ice cream. When she loves, we hope that she loves so much it hurts. And we hope for her happiness, because in the end that's what matters the most. A life full of happiness. Needless to say, we have big aspirations for our girl. She has rocked our worlds so much already. See you soon, sweet girl!