Ireland's sixth month.

Ireland turned six months old in the end of February! And she promptly got a cold, pink eye, another cold and a touch of the flu. Ah, the life of the youngest sibling. :) But, being the perfect little baby she is, she was a total trooper and hardly made a peep about any of it. And I waited to take her pictures until she perked up a little a couple weeks later. In her sixth month she loves laughing, she's learning to sit up, she learned to splash in her baths, and she smiles at EVERYONE. Everyone who meets her tells her she looks like an old soul and she's been told she has very wise eyes on more than one occasion. Love.