I Love...

I love how her eyes light up every time she smiles, like she's actually smiling with her eyes. I love how she curls in her little toes or uses them to balance herself when she's reaching for something on her tummy. I love her big open mouth kisses that cover my whole face. I love those giggles that inevitably always end in hiccups. I love it when she reaches for me, then buries her face in my shoulder. I love it when she looks for her daddy every time he leaves the room, and then smiles soo big as soon as he returns. I love it when I greet her in the morning and she's at the very corner of her crib waiting for me, just kicking her legs in contentment. I love it when she knocks over a big tower of blocks then looks to me and smiles--so proud of herself. I love it when she sees her dog and starts bouncing up and down and reaching for her, like she's the best toy ever! I love it when she grabs at her spoon or cup and communicates quite effectively that "I can do it myself!" I love it when she curls up next to me for a nap, and wakes up all sweaty. I love it when she pats her mouth to make that cool "ahh ahh ahh" sound. I love listening to her explore all her new sounds while she lays in her crib, like "dadee" or "ma" or "dadadada" or "babababa." I love it when she hides her face in the bed then pops up waiting for a "boo." I love watching her wave at anything and everyone lately, as she tries to figure out this new social gesture she's learned. I love her first little tooth, that one there on the bottom right in front. I love watching her sleep all curled up on her side. I love watching her work so hard to get something out of reach, and persisting until she gets it. I love it when I see her after we've been seperated and she looks at me like, "I've missed you too mommy."

Most of all, I love waking up every day just knowing she's going to give me so many things to fall in love with all over again.