A certain sweet little P has been changing everyday. We swear that every night as we lay her down that when she wakes up she has changed ever so slightly. We love watching her motor skills improve, she is amazing with her hand/eye coordination and her body control. She has leaped out of the bath tub, not clearing the tub but going into a tuck roll and landed in a seated position. She also has a love for Elmo, as most young children do. I had always pictured myself “that” parent that would deny their child Elmo only because “he” is so repetitive and um, kinda annoying. Well, like with most things, as you become a parent things that once annoyed you don’t seem annoying anymore because you love watching your child giggle uncontrollably, or move their legs so fast with excitement all over one particular character. I know as she gets older there will be new obsessions after she grows out of her Elmo stage, but for now it’s one of the most exciting things. Payton got her very first Elmo toy this past Friday when her and I were perusing Target. I had decided to stroll down the infant/toddler toy aisle and showed her two different Elmo’s, I literally thought she was going to jump out of her stroller with excitement. So, of course, I had to purchase it. She could not wait for me to open it up while we sat in front of Starbucks. When she got her arms around his red fur she giggled, kicked, and screamed with excitement. She kept hugging him, eating his nose all the while, hearing Elmo say over and over again, “Hey! that tickles!” We drove to Daddy’s basketball practice, giggling together and me singing, “hands, shoulders, knees and toes”. I literally love my life and all the joy she brings me everyday. How are we so lucky to experience all of this?
