Friday, September 19, 2008

All Mine

Miss Gwenners is growing up too fast as far as I am concerned.  I still think of her as a baby even though she is 30 lbs.  With Elle at school, Gwen and I now have time together each day when it is JUST the two of us.  It has actually been a lot of fun for both of us.  I think we both needed this special time with eachother.  There are so many little things about her that I never want to forget.  I love how much she loves books and how she walks over to me with one and just plants herself in my lap.  I love how she dances with just her left foot on its tippy toes and turns around in circles.  I love how she carries around as many bathing suits as she can in her arms for no reason. I love how I can completely understand everything she "says" even though she still doesn't talk much at all.  I love that when she really wants me to see something she says, "mama" and grabs my chin to turn it in the direction she wants me to look.  I love that I can comfort her better than anyone when she is having one of  her out-of-control meltdowns.  I love that she waves at every person we pass while sitting in the cart as we stroll through the grocery store.  I love that her favorite game in the world is to stand at the end of the hallway and for me to yell, "gweeeeennnerrrs" as she runs full force into my arms only to turn around and do it all over again.  I love that even when she's naughty and has to sit on the stairs for time-out she actually stays on the stair until I tell her it's ok to get up.  I love that when she wakes up crying in the middle of the night all that she needs is for me to quietly walk into her bedroom and slip my finger through the slats in her crib for her to hold.  I love how she laughs hysterically in the movie, "Alvin and the Chipmunks" when an acorn falls on Alvin's head.  I love her hugs when she wraps her little chubby arms so tightly around my neck that I can't breathe.  I love, love, love her contagious laugh and huge grin. I love that my kisses make her owies feel better.  I love that no matter how old she gets I will always be her mom.  I love every quirky little thing about her.  Quite simply I just love her and I love that she is all mine.