How is Holland changing so fast? I read something recently that said that you never know when it is going to be the last time...the last time your child asks you to tuck her in, the last time you get asked to read a story, the last time they come ask to help do some chore, etc. :) I wish I could just freeze time and enjoy this stage for a good year.
For the record I interrupted writing this blog post to go read a book to Miriam, so not too hypocritical. :)
I wish I could bottle up the smell of her milk breath (I know, it's weird). And the feel of her soft soft baby skin. I love that her soft cheek rests against mine when I carry her. I love how she almost always smiles and burps when I carry her down the stairs. Miriam wants to say, "I love her. She is cute." Although, normally I end up getting spit up on when she smiles and burps at me.
I love how she will just break into a huge grin while she is staring at the wall. I know it is cheesy, but I wonder if she is seeing angels.
I wish I could always remember how expressive Holland's feet are. She loves stretching them out and flexing them when she is excited. I love how she doesn't quite have control over her hands, but she is getting closer. Anything her hand touches she tries to grab onto or open and close her hand to scratch it. I love how she takes out her binky and will give it to herself again. I love how anything that touches her cheek she involuntarily tries to suck on. Miriam wants to say, "Holly is so cute when she splashes the water everywhere. She is really cute when she smiles. She is cute when she is smiling all of the sudden."
I love how her laughs are still rare enough now that it makes our day to get her giggling. I love how no matter how cranky/tired she is, she still loves her bath. She surprises herself by splashing on herself and she and we love it!
And all that is just Holland! I wish I could bottle up Eliza's love of learning. She reads non-fiction books just as much as fiction ones. I wish I keep their sweet, innocent purity. I wish I could remember every awesome thing that Miriam says. She is at that perfect age when she says the funniest things. Last night they were sorting Legos by color and her commentary was, "We made girl land and boy land. But you don't want to be in boy land because there is random garbage there and random people dying." It was so funny!
I love that they still don't have any sense of clothes matching or not. I love that Miriam is in the stage where she wants to wear play dresses. I love that they get so excited over a new hairbow or getting their nails painted. I love how pleased Eliza is with herself when she comes up with a math equation or story problem for me to solve. I love that they still love me to read to them. I love that they pretend that the gravel in our back yard is magical moon rocks.
I love how Miriam whispers to herself while she is playing pretend. I love how they still think it is fun to help me do things. I love how Miriam is always so scared to go to the library or Costco near closing time because she is scared that we are going to be locked in.
I love how forgiving they are. I love that they want to say good-bye to John about 10 times each morning when he leaves for work. I love that they want to cuddle with me in bed.
I love it all! I can't believe how blessed I am to have them. What a joy it is to be their mother!