Bedtime and Swing Sets

Last night at bedtime, Olivia was having a hard time settling down enough to fall asleep.  She was extra cuddly and being her usualy chatterbox self.  I rocked her for over an hour and I loved it.  In between laying her head on my shoulder, asking "what's that?" and telling me she dropped something, every once in a while she'd pick her head up, hold my face with both hands and kiss me over and over.  Made my Mama heart melt. I love this girl more than I'd ever imagined.  She's just amazing.  This year, the Easter Bunny was extra generous and Olivia got a SWING SET!  She is in LOVE and wants to be outside all day every day! My husband, father and nephews worked so hard to get the yard prepped and the swing set put together and it was an awesome surprise for Olivia.  

  

 



One Point Five

I feel like I'll be saying some version of this for the rest of my life.  As a Mother, I can NEVER get used to how fast time seems to go by.  How, HOW is it that I have an 18 month old?   One and a halfAlmost 2Toddler girl How did the last year and a half go by that fast?   I swear I just brought home a newborn and now she's a walking, talking spunky little GIRL! These past 18 months have been the BEST 18 months of my life.  Watching this child grow and learn and change daily has been the best experience ever.  I've loved every second of it.  Even the sleepless nights and tantrums that go along with it.   Olivia,  I love being your Mama.   I love the sound of your little pixie voice and the way you tease me when I ask you to say Mama and you proudly say Dada instead.   I love your fearlessness and the way you love to explore everything.   I love your curiosity and the way you constantly ask "what's that?".  I love your fascination with animals, wanting to know what they say and repeating it in your adorable little way.   I love that you are so caring and gentle.   I love how you know that you're doing something you shouldn't but do it anyways while smiling that mischievous little smile at us and saying "no, no, no".   I love how you always manage to take your shoes and socks off all the time. I love how I try to sing you to sleep but it never works because you force yourself to stay away so you can clap when I'm done with the song. I love that you look just like I did when I was your age.   Most importantly, I love every.single.thing about you my dear.  Always and forever! Love, Mama