Precious Moments

I love when she wants to cuddle in my arms and look into my eyes. I love when she says, "Mahhh" and plants a wet, sloppy kiss on my knee, cheek, mouth, or anything else. I love how she walks around the room with the remote control, or any other object, to her ear like it's a phone and says, "Yeah," and other baby chatter as if she's talking to someone. I love that she imitates what I do, including putting her arms up and saying, "Yeah!!" like I sometimes do, or she says, "Wowww," to roar like a lion. I love her little "fake cry" she does and holds her arms out so I'll pick her up and hold her.

I love the little clicking sound she makes when she's sucking her thumb. I love how she says, "goy goy goy" while sucking her thumb. I love those rare times when I can make her laugh really hard at funny things I do, whether on accident or on purpose. I love to find her sitting in her room in the middle of her books gingerly picking up one after the other and looking at pictures. I love when she looks up at me when I catch her unexpectedly doing something and she gives me that beautiful smile of innocence. I love when she wrinkles up her face in a mock scowl.

I love her hair, even though she won't let me do anything with it, and if I do get the chance to do anything with it, it doesn't stay that way for long. I love her smell, most of the time :) and I love to nuzzle my cheek against her soft cheek and my nose in her hair. I love how she studies things closely, even the bumps on an orange. I love how she says, "gah gah gah" every time one of the neighbors' dogs bark. I love how she says "key" for kitty. I love to hear her laugh. I love to watch her thumb gently fall to her side as she drifts into perfect sleep. I love how she's stubborn and will go after what she wants. I love how she forms her lips into a perfect O and says, "Ooooh." I love her little fingers, her little toes, her little feet, her little mouth and her little tongue when it sticks in and out.

I love how sometimes in the morning, I'll find her completely turned around in bed and she's now at the foot, her little bum sticking in the air. I love how she wobbles up and down when she walks. I love how she makes little sounds in her throat when she's sucking her thumb. I love how she folds her arms for prayer. I love it when she takes her wet finger and thumb out of her mouth and sticks it in your face. (Or mouth, eww.) I love how she makes me smile and laugh. I love how she makes me happy.

I never tire of hearing her push a button on one of her toys over and over and over again, then jiggle and wiggle her little body each time the music plays. I love how she says, "hi" in a gentle tiny voice, sometimes barely audible. I love to hear her gentle sigh, and I love to hear her "talk." I love the way she tugs and tugs at my shirt when I'm sitting on the couch or chair to let me know she wants up. I love you, my angel! Love, mom