Today while you climbed on top of Sully and preceded to use him as a stage while you bounced and danced to Yo Gabba Gabba noise; I stared at you. Watching your legs learn to work and take steps while your feet grasp the floor. Your voice create some sort of language that you are determined to teach the world through squeals and babble. Those big, round sweet eyes, that are constantly changing colors. Your little dainty profile and sweet chubby cheeks. The little blonde strands that grow in more and more each day and the way you let me decorate you with bows. I am so grateful for you. My healthy baby girl, teaching me about faith, and grace and all in a simple smile.
