This moment in time is amazing! She's perfect, she's spunky and she needs her Mommy every moment we are together. She attaches her little self to my leg and just stays there. She yells for me, if she doesn't see me or can't find me and it's by far the sweetest yell ("Mom, are you?"). She's learning to use the big girl potty all on her own mostly. She's learning that the sucker after the potty is the best reward. She's learning that Pull-Ups officially make her a big girl. I ask her if she's Momma's girl and she'll quickly answer with the most adorable "Yes," every time. We now have full blown conversations. She remembers a lot of what we do, names of people in her life and events that are coming up. She now picks out her own bubble bath when we go to the store and this weekend it was Dora. So now the bathroom smells like Strawberry Shortcake dolls during bath time instead of babies.
She's now "old" enough to talk about Christmas and get excited about it. She's now "old" enough to have her own tree in her bedroom. She's now "old" enough to help Mommy decorate the house next weekend.
She can count, she pretends that she can read and often wants to read a book to Mommy or Daddy. She even wants to help make pancakes. She sings along to songs and encourages nightly post-dinner dance parties (yay for cardio). She's outgrowing her crib which likely means a toddler bed may be on the Christmas list.
As hard as some days can be emotionally and physically as she attaches her self to me almost permanently, it's times like these that I need to remember how great these moments are and how wonderful and blessed I am to have her. Because some day, I'm not going to be so cool and some day she'll leave this house for college and some day she'll leave this house to start her own family.
But for right now I want to package her up and keep her just the way that she is.
Making the decision to have a child is momentous. It is to decide forever to have your heart go walking around outside your body.
Have a great Turkey week!