You are so loving lately,
your teacher said today you were such a delightful child. and i am thrilled to bits watching you laugh at yourself when your shoe fell off. i love coming early and watching you in class without you knowing, and love hearing another parent tell me " is that your child? she is so happy! ". Who would have guessed you were the quiet, slow-to-warm up child that was the youngest in your Pre-School Family class.
These days you are all mommy. You push daddy's hands away when he tries to read to you, you insist on me praying, you insist on me giving you a bath. Our bedtime ritual has become enshrined into something so sacred you let no one in. i am secretly thrilled but overwhelmingly tired. Especially since you howl and throw a tantrum if your father comes get you in the morning and bring you to our bed. You lie next to me and throw a tantrum too loud for me having gotten up 3x for your brother.
But today, i hug you and you curl your arms around me and i kiss you like i kiss your brother, incessantly, addictive-ly and you smile this pleased "baby smile" that you save for when i treat you like a baby. You arch your back and laugh soaking every minute of my attention up, eating everything up.
and i can't help but believe that all this loving gives you the strength to run and jump and play with strength and joy and confidence.
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