Go ahead and call me a melancholic sap, but I LOVE living those days with my girl.
I want to breathe them in, forever tattoo them on my heart and mind.
With every single milestone she reaches, there is a new tinkle in my eyes, a new smile on my face, a new worry line on my forehead, a new kind of skip to my heart.
So this post is about remembering her the way she is right now.
At this very age where she's 14months going on 15years.
Because I'll never get them back, and because I already miss every single yesterday.
I never want to forget:
The deep conversations that we share:
Can we just say, dramatic much? I think so.
Or how she has mastered pinching anyone she's comfortable with...
And while doing it over and over, and OVER again, she'll say "OW" (said like Ouch without the 'ch'), as if it really hurts her.
I have lost many of arm hairs over this game of hers.
On a second thought, I would like to forget that.
Or how she's got perfect timing for calling her kitty while we're in the garage and our next door neighbor AND all of her young kids are conveniently watching...
"Titty! Titty! Titty!"
Ummm.... "She's calling her cat. I swear!"
Oh, if only that were the first and last time she embarrasses me.
But it won't. This is just practice for the next 18+ years.
Good thing I love her.
Good, bad, and ugly, that girl has all my heart for all my life.