I’ve caught myself watching my Christmas Baby the last few days. Half way through my ice-coffee making. Mid-loop while crocheting. Pausing to watch her eat, or play, or converse. (She does that now, so sweetly. It is amazing how I forgot this stage with Little W. That time before many words are known, but practicing communication is oh-so-fun. The same little babbles, in highs, and lows- the pauses just like real conversation. And of course, waiting for the other to respond- which puts a huge grin on the little conversationalist’s face.)
Oh how I love her. The bright spirit of a little girl is coming forth from her baby sweet cheeks. I am getting to know my daughter- what an exciting time…. and she is magical.