eighteen

i blinked and there it was. eighteen months of sweet arlo. i know i have said it before, how there was so much tension and so little happiness with this pregnancy. every day i am just amazed at how sweet she is, the smiles, the giggles, the looks, the sass, oh yes, there is sass already. you want to know a secret? she's my favorite. i said it. i love all my kids. i do. but this my baby, my cuddler, my little one with soft soft skin that still smells sweet. she doesnt argue yet, well not really, she doesnt push me away if i want a little hug, she doesnt mind if i play with her hair. aaaah the baby. eliot starts kindergarten on monday and people keep asking me if i am going to cry. i dont think so. another secret? i think i will bawl when arlo goes to kindergarten. happy eighteen months my sweet one. yes yes i will put your shoes on (she loooooves her yellow sandals, thats my girl) and yes i will get you some more juice. banana? of course. just sit in my lap for a few minutes...