Magic
We haven’t talked about it much lately, but putting Avery to bed continues to be fairly easy. (Of course, she may not go to sleep right away, as shown below – but that’s a different story.) Bedtime is also one of my favorite times with her. Many nights I sit and sing a song to her in the dark; often times she interrupts me and says, “Avery’s turn!” and takes over. (The Itsy Bitsy Spider and the ABCs are still favorites; she also recently started singing Bingo and Old MacDonald.) Other times I ask her about her classmates (“Is there a Mona in your class?”), and she loves it when I throw in a wrong name. (“No Penelope!” she’ll cry out with a big laugh.)
And then there are the nights when we just talk quietly and she puts her little face just inches from mine. One night, as I often do, I whispered in her ear that she’s the best thing that has ever happened to me, and she responded by gentily stroking my cheek with her little hand. For a little girl who doesn’t talk that much (yet) she said volumes with this action. And for me, moments like these are pure magic – ones that make me wish I could bottle them up and keep with me forever and ones that make me feel like I’m the luckiest girl in the world.
-M
November 6th, 2011 12:06
Sweet. I hope Zoe does not read this post.
November 6th, 2011 19:40
Well, what I didn’t say in the post is that Zoe has made me feel like this way many, many times too! :)