" Mommy! Daddy! Mommy and Daddy! That's for Moooooommy!" The songs are made up and though I should probably go in and settle her back in for the night, I am a statue outside her door ( as though she knows I am there) soaking up those sweet notes knowing that, before I see it coming this sweet sprite of mine will be gone and in her place a child, a teenager, a woman.
The thought is bittersweet. I day dream about the days to come- jogging together , learning a new language, shopping 'til we drop together....but to get there, I have to give up my rambunctious, sassy, spirit filled toddler. The one who claps after every single trip to the potty and runs in circles around the living room floor shouting " I'm jogging!".
This age has always been my favorite and watching the world through her eyes has been completely exhilarating. Crouching down on our hands a knees , a lady bug magnifying glass grasped in her pudgy toddler hand watching a terrified spider try to escape our focus I find such joy. At that moment, I think of her as that magnificent , long awaited spring Tulip, here today in full bloom, and I want nothing more than to preserve her. I want to call " Freeze!" like Ms. Marie does at music class. I want to beg this ride to stop.
But then an even better thought comes to mind....though I cherish this spot that's ours in time right now, each stage of her life will be another flower with another bloom. Though she may grow to a girl that can actually say the word " yellow" instead of " lellow" I will always have memories to cherish and , though the tantrums will probably always cloud our skies from time to time, I look forward with the same kind of excitement to all the moments to come.
" ...how I wonder what you are!" Now she's applauding herself, nearly two hours past her bed time. I think this time I'll quiet that mommy voice in my head and go in for the encore performance .
More pictures of our little ray of sunshine:
After a few days of nothing but rain, we were on a hunt to find some worms! If you look closely, you can see her shovel, rake and magnifying glass in her back pack:
Since mommy and daddy both had their glasses for reading, it's only fair that Mack would have hers:
She got a peek at her Halloween Costume for this year. When she looked in the mirror at herself, she couldn't stop giggling:
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