Nineteen months12/07/2012 at 8:24 pm | Posted in baby sunshine | 3 Comments
Christmas ornaments keep walking off the bottom half of the tree.
I find sippy cups full of milk inside the bathroom cabinet or nestled among the tupperware.
She says waowwww when she sees Christmas lights.
Just when I think she’s nodded off to sleep, she’ll lift her head from my chest and put her finger up my nose.
And she’ll break into the downward-facing dog pose at any given moment.
Because she’s Sophie. And she’s awesome.
I keep thinking this is my favorite age. But then it just keeps getting better and better.