To say that I'm proud to be her mom is a huge understatement. She has such a kind, funny, gentle, brave, beautiful soul. On one hand she is such a girly girl; she loves dresses, purses, tiaras, and dressy shoes. On the other hand she's a perfect companion to her rough and tumble big brother. She plays with her dump truck in the mud with the best of them.
I love watching her grow and learn. I love the look on her face when she got her coat on by herself for the first time. I love the look on her face when she does something wrong, like pull her baby sister's hair. I love how she acts like a baby bird and makes my lap into a little nest. I love how she twirls when she's wearing a "beautiful dress". I love how she says "mommy". I love she tells her grandma she got a new princess bike when in reality it's a Tony Hawk. I love when she gets really excited and tells Oliver we're having PB & J for lunch, when in reality that's what me have most days. I love how she gets up and says "I'm okay" every time she falls down. I love how she turns into a limp noodle on the floor when she doesn't want to do something. I love that she is becoming her own little person right before my eyes. I love that she's mine.
5 comments:
Oh Sara, you ARE such a great mom! And Amelia loves you back just as much!!
Such a sweet post!!! And that was the cutest robot dance I ever did see!
That was a great robot dance! What a marvelous daughter you have!
She is so sweet, I just love her! (and you too)
She is so sweet and cute, I want to pinch her, but I won't! :)
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