As of yesterday, this little girl is officially 7 weeks old, but it is already hard to remember what life was like without her. She loves tummy time, baths, clean diapers, hearing the sound of her brother's voice, (don't we all:) and sleeping in her dad's arms. Lola is so much different from Cole... It is so interesting to realize how particular babies are, even at such a young age. She doesn't seem to share Cole's love for music, which I thought all babies liked, but apparently that is not the case. Lately, I hear Cole singing to himself before he falls asleep. He takes tunes from songs he knows and throws in his own words. He also loves singing at church, the words aren't always decipherable, but he seems to know what he is saying. Therapy is going really well for him... he loves the people he works with and he is communicating a little bit more all the time. I am so grateful for the therapists and teachers that work with Cole... It is amazing how people who were strangers a few months ago, were able to come in and form a bond with Cole and help him in ways I was unable to. He is a lucky boy to have so many people that care about and love him.