Today there was silence, which usually means trouble is a-brewin' when you are awake. I looked from room to room for you, not wanting to disturb whatever had you so engrossed. Finally I peaked into your closet, and there you were, sitting happily in your old baby swing just staring at the door. Your eyes met mine and your face beamed, proud of yourself for finding this spot and ready to discover more thrills. Pictures aren't possible at times like this because the moment is over so swiftly; you're already getting out and on the go.
And dearest, this is you. An adventurer- exploring every corner: in, out, and above. A lover- giving smiles and kisses to anyone who will take them; running up to me for hugs throughout the day. You are at ease with yourself and the world, taking everything in stride and delighting in life's simple wonders. I love this about you. You could teach lessons in just being.
So much captivates you right now: balloons, escalators, dogs, cats, closing doors, opening cereal bags, sticks, buttons, dancing, waving to strangers, babies, sniffing with your nose and saying "ahhh" after a sip of water.
Then there are animal sounds- you rock them and you know it. Who knew my heart would swell when hearing anyone make an enthusiastic cow's moo? And the words! Where have they come from?! "Bye-ah" and "bye-da" are used hourly as you close doors and leave rooms, complete with a wave, a smile, and often a leaned in kiss (strangers get this special treatment every time). And just recently you've been adding on your attempts at hot dog, egg, balloon, bear, and more. It blows my mind and makes me realize that this is just the beginning of a long, fun road.
Baby, you are a wonder to me. A lovely, deep wonder. I can't believe there was ever a time before you.
LIVE THE MURRAYED LIFE