How you put on your sunglasses upside down.
That you are little Miss Independent right now and want to do everything yourself. ( "I do myself.")
Every time I pull out my camera for a picture, you want to take one too.
How obsessed you are with the story of Baby Moses. You know it like the back of your hand.
How you enjoy the movie Peter Pan.
What a hard time you have going to bed.
How you say "killey" instead of kitty and "compooter" for computer.
How much you love the song, Only a Boy Named David.
That you can eat A LOT!
How you spend your days playing pizza party, store, and being a good mommy to your sissies.
How you spend hours reading books some days and you make up your own stories to go along with the pictures if you don't know the story well...or if you do know it well, you say it word for word or at least tell it.
How when we got out of the car at Walmart you told me "You the best Momma!"
And when I was singing songs to you at bath time last night, you said, "You sing pretty." (Yeah, I AM storing up your compliments for those teenage years.)
How you love to give hugs and kisses, but sometimes pretend like you aren't going to, and then when we play along and start to leave without a kiss, you say, "Yes, yes!" throw your arms around us and kiss us. You're such a tease.
How you pretend to fall asleep in your car seat and try not to smile when I say, "Look, Daddy, she fell asleep...I guess we'll just have to carry her up to bed." And that suddenly gets you up and going with gusto.
How you can draw those deep belly laughs out of little brother.
How as soon as we moved you out of diapers...you just pretty much stay dry...including the move, at the end of May, to get you sleeping without diapers.
How you love pink and purple...and how happy that makes me feel.
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