We cuddle in bed. That's our new night time routine. Don't judge, Daddy's been away on work trip for 3 weeks. She likes to run into our bedroom point to the bed and say "Up!" I help her climb into the bed, we snuggle underneath the covers and giggle. A lot. She likes to point to my eyes, nose, cheek, mouth and say the appropriate name. She is so proud of herself. Then she sticks her finger up my nose and giggles, because she thinks its funny. So do I, because how does she know that's funny?
Last night she was rustling around trying to find that one position that would help induce sleep, when she turned to me and put her mouth near my face. I was nervous because she's teething again which means that biting is always a posibility. But she kissed me. Rolled over and drifted off to sleep. Melt. My. Heart. She is her own little being. I know this but moments like this just re-affirm who she is shaping up to be and she is sweet and funny. And cranky and rough. And independent and fearless. And she is my daughter and she loves me.
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