His hoping around the house on one foot.
Her static hair sticking straight up.
Doing crafts with him.
Bonding with her by picking her up.
When he gives me directions from his car seat using actual street names and it makes perfect sense to him.
When she hugs her BB, rests her head on him and says “aww.”
When he tells me that I am his favorite Mommy, and even though I am his only one, I know there is love behind it.
When a rap song comes on and she enjoys the beat, bouncing, shaking her head and waving her hand in the air. All the while I am grateful she doesn’t understand the lyrics.
When he brings me fake flowers from our house and says "for you!"
The smile on her face when you sing the Itsy Bitsy Spider.
Those little tiny baby toes.
Those big huge toddler feet.
Her static hair sticking straight up.
Doing crafts with him.
Bonding with her by picking her up.
When he gives me directions from his car seat using actual street names and it makes perfect sense to him.
When she hugs her BB, rests her head on him and says “aww.”
When he tells me that I am his favorite Mommy, and even though I am his only one, I know there is love behind it.
When a rap song comes on and she enjoys the beat, bouncing, shaking her head and waving her hand in the air. All the while I am grateful she doesn’t understand the lyrics.
When he brings me fake flowers from our house and says "for you!"
The smile on her face when you sing the Itsy Bitsy Spider.
Those little tiny baby toes.
Those big huge toddler feet.
