a slice of sweetness in my day
I am upstairs sitting on my daughter’s bed, tapping away on my laptop while Angel Imp tries to settle down for a nap.
Baby is downstairs looking for me.
“Mom!” he yells.
From the very first time he said my name months ago, it wasn’t the usual sweet “Mama” we expect from a beginner talker. No, it was and always has been a firm, loud “Mom!”
He calls out again. “MOM!”
I come down the stairs and am greeted with his ear-to-ear grin. I pick him up and he places both hands on my cheeks, leans his head close to mine and whispers, “Mommmm.”
He pats my hair and then tilts his head back and smirks at me. “Mom” he says again.
“What?” I reply softly. He leans in again, and pretends to whisper a secret.
“Eyahgagagah.”
Then he’s squirming to be put down. As soon as his feet touch the floor, he’s off and running…
…growing up way too fast.
SO SWEET! I love those moments!