Dear Bria-

 We talked to your teachers during parent teacher conference and they confirmed what we thought all along--you are one chatty girl. They said it wasn't a problem but did mention that kids got a lot more talkative when they sit by you!

I also remembered the name of your (now) ex-boyfriend. Atticus! The breakup seems mutual and you are as happy as can be. 

You are starting to outgrow some speaking patterns that I really adored. For some reason, you liked to put the "Grrr" sound in front of words. Remote has been grrmote for forever. Disgusting is grrsgusting. It's too cute.

Bria, I'm embarrassed to write to you about this but I ruined your hair a little bit. I've been putting "sun-in" my hair and your blonde-haired siblings. The bottle said it would work for brunettes. I put a little in your hair thinking that it would slightly lighten it up. Boy oh boy! It worked too well. Your hair is WAY lighter and it looks very unnatural. I've gotten so many questions about it and I most of the time sheepishly say that it's the sun. True, but not quite. I'm sorry, Bria. I will never do that to your hair again! 

You have a wart on your leg that we are trying to remove. Tonight you proudly told me that you were the only one of your siblings to have a wart. Yep. Way to be proud!

I love you, girl,

~Mom

Dear Bria-

My goodness it's been a while since I've written!  I wanted to tell you about the words that you are saying.  Your first word was "bye bye."  Although Dad would contend that it was "Dada."  Hopefully I've written to you about your first word because I'm getting myself confused!  Maybe your first word was "Dada."  I believe you technically used that as a word first.  But to be honest, you're still not consistent at using it.  You'll say it when Dad comes home from work and that's about it.

Here's the words you currently say:

-Dada

-Bye Bye- You've been saying, "Dada," for "bye bye" but just today you actually said something that sounded like "bye bye!"

-Yes- This is actually the first word you've consistently used to communicate with us.  I would ask you a question and you would squeal for a yes.  Lately, your "yes" has been sounding more and more like the word.

-Tickle Tickle- You seriously say this and it is the cutest!  You never say just one tickle.  I love seeing your little teeth pressed together and your tongue going wild as you say, "tickle tickle" over and over again.  Last night, you actually tried tickling Dallin and Akarie while you said this!

-kitty cat-  You can say this so clearly but it's been about a month since I've heard you say it.

Okay, those are the only words I can think of so far that you say.  You've definitely been a slow talker.  I'm still waiting for you to call me "mama."  If I ask you to say, "mama," you'll exclaim, "dada!"  I've turned this into a game and get really upset when you do that.  Then you'll laugh.  This was a bad game for me to start though because now you have no motivation to say, "mama!"

You have a mischievous personality and you are definitely a more physical person.  You have figured out how to do everything before Dallin and Akarie.  Thanks to your siblings, you are quite tough.  You definitely don't cry overtime you have a fall.

You also have a look all of your own.  Dallin and Akarie were practically twins but you look different from them.  You seem quite skinny.  Last time you stepped on the scale, you weighed 25 pounds, which I know is no lightweight.  But I tend to have very chunky kids!  My favorite feature of yours are your eyes.  I love the shape and the color.  Your hair is quite dark.  Blue eyes and brown hair is a pretty stunning combination.  So no worries!

I'm just amazed that my blonde genes are so weak.  It's not common to be as grown as I am and to be as blonde as I am.  I expected that to show more in my kids but it sure hasn't.  Dad must have some strong brunette genes.  Dad was very blonde as a baby/toddler.  I expected all of my kids to start out as towheads but you and Dallin defied that.  Don't get me wrong, there's some blonde in your hair, just not much.  You definitely have more brown hairs.

I love you, Bree.  I'm sorry you don't get a dozen letters a month like Dallin did when he was a baby.  Life sure is busy now.  Something is better than nothing, right?

I love you,
~Mom

Dear Bria-

Oh how you are changing!  First off, you've learned to grab.  Specifically, you've learned to grab hair. My hair is quite thin and so this is actually a little stressful for me, funny enough.

If you were more aware, you would actually be feeling worse than me.  While my hair is thin, your hair has disappeared!  You lost most of your dark hair on top and look like an old man (or at least what your dad will look like in five years).

You still have some lighter colored short hair on top but it does not stand out like your longer dark hair did.  I think your hair will follow your brother's.  You'll have light brown hair for a couple of year before it goes darker like your dad's.  I'm actually pretty excited for your brown hair.  That's saying something because before you came along, I was a die-hard blonde hair fan.

Dallin and Akarie have been quite instrumental in helping you figure out days and nights.  They wake you up every morning when they wake up.  Since I'm the last one out of bed, I've been slightly helpless at their intrusion.  Plus, I don't mind them waking you up all that much.  If they're awake, I have to be awake anyway.  Might as well have all of us up!

Also, you are an excellent sleeper.  You've been consistently sleeping through the night and spoiling me dreadfully.  You fall asleep between 9-11 every night and usually don't wake up until Dallin and Akarie disturb your slumber in the morning around 7:30am.

Unfortunately, you've had your first taste of formula.  I had a dentist appointment and no ability to pump.  Nana had quite the time getting you to accept formula!  At first you were too hysterical to drink it.  You fell into an exhausted slumber.  When you awoke, Nana was quick to get the formula to you before your emotions got the best of you.  You drank a whopping 2 ounces.  I'm sure the experience was quite odd for you.

You've had a huge first this past week.  You've rolled over!  I can't tell you the exact date because I'm not sure.  The first time you rolled over, I thought it was a fluke.  Same with the second and third.  I figured I had put you on your stomach in just the right position.  So your rolls never felt real.  However, you have turned over four or five times.  So I think I can officially say you've rolled over.  Today you rolled twice in a row.  I busted out the camera and of course you stopped!  But I did get a roll on tape last night!

You have collected a couple of nicknames.  Dad and I are super sensitive to calling you any nickname we call Akarie.  We don't want jealousy issues on her part.  Considering that we've called Akarie almost every girly nickname in the book, it has proven challenging to find pet nicknames for you!

Nana told us the day you were born that she wanted to call you "Breezy".  I think that's a cute nickname and that's practically all I called you your first month of life.  I've backed off that a little now as I really would like you to be known as Bria or Bree.  I still think Breezy is really cute though!

Dallin and Akarie rarely call you by Bria.  At first they preferred Breezy.  Now they've each found their own pet names.  Dallin often calls you Bree Bree.  Akarie has somehow come up with the nickname of Breester.  I'm not going to lie, not my favorite nickname!  But it's cute to hear them affectionately call you these names.  From experience, I can say that babies tend to outgrow their nicknames.  None of the nicknames we called Dallin and Akarie have really stuck around.

I love you Bria!
~Mom