I find myself telling Betty that every day.  The song gets stuck in my head and I change the lyrics around to fit my Betty.  She is growing so fast, changing every day.  She can roll from her tummy to her back and then back to her tummy again.  She loves to chew on everything.  Sometimes she cries when I walk away.  Her entire face lights up in a special way when her daddy says hello to her.  She doesn’t just smile.  She moves her whole body with happiness.  She flaps her arms a lot and snorts when she’s excited.  

She’s a good girl.  Loves her mama.  Loves Jesus, and her Daddy too.