Jubilee Rupp has been ours for 3 months now. We joke that she is more like a butterfly than a child, flitting around, light-as-a-feather, landing on one of her brothers and delivering affection before flitting off to land on another brother, or her mama (that's me!) or her daddy, who she might just be a bit partial to. For the longest time I think she thought Daniel was perfect, coming home each evening with a big smile and lots of love to give. She is just now figuring out that he, too, will discipline her if he needs to, though anyone can see it nearly kills him.
Happy 3-months, baby girl! We love you to pieces!