That bow is in her hair, but it won’t stay there. As soon as she finds it, a toy it becomes. Those curls are getting longer and lighter. She smells like a mix of Burt’s Bees baby lotion, summer, and strawberry puffs. All of these things I hold dear. I want to bottle it up.
She took her first 3 steps on Mother’s Day and hasn’t looked back! She’s walking now. So sure of herself. So proud. So brave. The world grew a little bigger, and it’s so fun for us both. Those little feet just a roaming.
(also, can we talk about those polar bear pajamas? it’s still in the 50’s some nights.)
She thinks everything is funny, and it is the sweetest sound to hear her laugh. She is so ticklish, loves to play peak a boo, and bananas are her favorite food this week. She also is in full mama mode. Laugh hard, play hard, snuggle hard, she does everything out loud.