Kara Keough Instagram – Entering my favorite era ✨TWO✨
Watching this baby grow, wondering if she’s our last, feels more like marveling. Stetson is a full-sized meatball of attitude and affection. She’s an early-rising, haymaker-throwing, car-singing, double-handed-face-grabbing-to-kiss-you-on-the-mouth-lovin’ baby who would do next to ANYTHING for a cinnamon roll and some “milkies” (from a cow, no longer my teat, thank God).
Stetson Lou, it’s pretty fitting that you were born on Dia de Los Muertos. Every single day of the year, we honor the dead in our home so today on November 1st, we just celebrate you. But it feels a bit like celebrating McCoy too. Because it’s your birthday and because every important day makes me miss your brother just a little more than I do on a regular day, I want to tell you that you (unintentionally) honor your heavenly brother so well. Looking at your chubby two year old cheeks, I see McCoy. I see McCoy in your strong build. Your wide open ocean blue eyes. Your button nose. I imagine he’d have your appetite. Your personality. I bet he’d wake up the same way you do, fuzzy-haired and bossy. When I lift you up, I can feel him. Your size, your smell, the way you point your finger down the hall so you may dictate what happens next in your kingdom. It feels familiar. Like you were supposed to be here all along; that you have been. You are something special, my girl. And you were ALWAYS supposed to be here, ruling over us with an iron fist. Happy birthday to the cutest and most demanding kettle bell on planet earth, and thanks for the sick biceps. I love you, baby. | Posted on 02/Nov/2025 06:47:20
