Yesterday, I woke up covered in books, with you leaning into my side, reading me How the Grinch Stole Christmas, dressed in your dinosaur footie pajamas acting as if you’ve been the one reading me books since the day you were born, instead of the other way around.
Last year at this time, you were static and now you are a dynamic, and such a little person. So far you have broken two Christmas ornaments, actually make that three and there are still two weeks until Christmas. But, when we turned the Christmas lights on you said oh wow and that makes all the broken ornaments in the world worth it. This year, Santa freaked you out but by the time we were done snapping the pictures you had gone from terrified to pissed off, to waving jovially as we walked off, tears still wet on your face.
You think you nose is a place to keep your finger when you don’t need it. You pet the vacuum because you were scared of it so we told you it was our fourth dog. You pretend to help me drink my tea and say yum after every pretend sip. You hate brushing your teeth but will comb your hair all day long. You love dance parties. We’ve been groovin’ to Christmas music for the past month but your favorite song right now is the Glee rendition of Last Friday Night by Katy Perry.You play with glowsticks in the bathtub and try to drink the soapy water. You make me love you more everyday.