September 8, 2006.  Can it possibly have already been six months since your birth, my Sweet Vivi! You are such a miracle in our lives . . . a priceless treasure in our home. I LOVE your toothless grins . . . your infectious giggles . . . your sweet spirit that binds our family together. Within the last few days, you have started to pull yourself up to the standing position. Although you’ve already sustained a few bumps and bruises, in the words of your big sister, you’re not a “giver upper.” Earlier this week, I discovered you kneeling in your bassinet with your arms hanging over the side.  I felt prompted to remove the bed from the 3-foot high base and place it on the floor.  The next day, I went in to check on you during your morning nap time and found you lying on the ground next to your bed . . . unhurt, but scared.  You’d somehow climbed over the edge of the bassinet.  I shudder to think how horribly you might have been hurt had I not put your bed on the ground only a few hours earlier.  I am profoundly grateful for watchful eyes from above that helped prevent a possible catastrophe. Lest you erroneously think that I am a perfect mother, on your 1/2 birthday I took you to get your ears pierced.  What was I thinking!?!  You cried, and your poor little earlobes are inflammed.  I’ve been cleaning them and doctoring them every few hours with antibiotic ointment; I’m worried sick that they will get infected and hurt you even more.  Oh, how sorry I am to have put you through that. You are still not sleeping through the night.  If you only awake two times, it’s a good night.  Some nights, you wake up every one to two hours.  Thank goodness you have such a good daddy that helps in every way. It’s looking like you will be a social butterfly, just like your big sister.  You love to interact with other people. We love you!  I’m so grateful that Heavenly Father sent you to bless our home in countless ways.