Graces, #13

Birdie discovering her tongue and sticking out everywhere, all the time, at anyone. Completely innocent and hilarious.

Making lists and lists and lists. Making lists is often a reminder to me of how lucky I am, how much choice I have, what a peaceful life this is in comparison to a good half of the rest of the world.

Pea having a swimming lesson from her Auntie and hearing how game she was for (almost) all of it. She couldn't handle the entire-face-in-water part (anyone who's heard her during bath time will get this) but kicked, jumped, floated, and blew bubbles like a pro.

Birdie's eyes, the minute I open her door each morning--the way their dark grey-blue with yellow sunbursts suddenly sparkle. She calls my name, husky and almost mischievous, and then, once she's in my arms and cuddling her face into my chest (her little finger-claws squeezing every inch of exposed flesh on me--hard) she starts whimpering for "Nanana!" Banana. She eats 2-3 every day. It's a miracle she poops at all.

Not having to cook dinner tonight. Dinner with friends at their house. I'm going to leave this house a complete mess and be ever so grateful.