Saturday, September 27, 2014
dear huck // 8
the other day i turned around to see what it was that you were so loudly screeching about, with your hands out and your wrists waving like you could just take off and fly for all the excitement shooting out of your little body. i realized in that second that you'd become a toddler somehow over night, and just like that my wiggly little baby was gone. i'm not as sad about that as i'd expected to be. these versions of you are all so perfect and the one we're in now, where you have two big bottom teeth and f.o.u.r slivers of top teeth coming in, all in itty bitty increments, and you're learning to make big splashy messes in the bathtub at night, and how to be sneaky about the way you grab on to the slippery side of the tub and pull yourself straight up so you're standing tall and proud in the two seconds it takes me to turn my head to talk to daddy, is so very sweet. i want you to know this stage of your life is busy, but you like busy much more than mommy does. you relish in our after daycare dashes to the grocery store and if it means a really short car ride you'd spend all weekend long running around the city from one place to the next. the more movement the better, and if we can run into as many puppies and other toddlers your age you're happy to ride along and shout out to the world how very great this life of ours is.
you're teaching me to be strong, honey. and along with your daddy, you're showing me how incredibly lucky i've been in my life. we've got so very much to be grateful for. there's nothing in the world i would trade this in for! nothing in the world.
love you, my hucka!
mommy
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