Well, our sweet little gal will be a year and a half old in just a few short days and I’m already thinking to myself “Is it REALLY almost time to start planning another birthday party?” I mean, I haven’t even gotten around to blogging the first one. (Major apologies my friends. I’m a pregnant Mama of a toddler who just started a whole new business venture all of which is keeping me BU-SY.) I have known for a while that I wanted to do these types of post periodically. This is far less for you than it is for me (which is what this blog has always been about serving first and foremost. It’s our little history and I want to be as true to that as possible.)
So, what is this little girl like? She’s got personality coming out of every nook and cranny and giggles most of the day. Seriously, she keeps us on our toes in the absolute best way. I want to remember all of the quirky and sweet things she does right NOW at 18 months so, here it goes.
Nora has the biggest heart of any kid I have ever known. In truth I haven’t really known or been around kids like I have been around and known her, but seeing her interact with other little kids weekly just shows me over and over how sweet she is and reassures me that maybe just maybe we’re doing a pretty good job of raising this one. We go to storytime at our local library every week and the whole time we are there she is constantly serving everyone else. Anytime a scarf, or bells, or toy is dropped Nora is right there to pick it up, but while most kids would take off with it Nora is always giving it back to its rightful owner. She wants to make sure everyone is included at all times and my heart just about bursts seeing the way she cares for all her little friends.
She’s the dance party queen and can’t go to bed without a nightly routine of dancing and raising her hands to whatever praise and worship song her dad is listening to. You can imagine the joy this puts in her worship leader daddy’s heart. I just love sitting on the couch and watching these two dance, clap, spin and squeal. It’s one of those moments that make me say, “Man, I don’t deserve all of this.”
She’s a chatty Cathy and everyone knows it. Really, we have no clue what she is saying to us most of the time but this girl always has something to say. In all honesty it is probably a good thing that we don’t know what she’s saying. Especially when she’s pointing at us and making faces she had to have learned from a few angry Mama episodes. She’s also the most independent little thing. I guess this is the curse of a work at home mama, but she loves to play by herself and will entertain herself for the longest time. This girl is good to play on her own but the second Mama and Daddy get close to one another she starts yelling and fussing at us until we put some distance between ourselves. She’s a jealous one, and I’m not looking forward to how introducing a little sister is going to mesh with that.
Her favorite toys are still books. She will look at them for hours on end and is always bringing a stack to us at bedtime or any other time of the day for us to read to her. She is always bringing me a tutu and a hairbow to put on her so she certainly has opinions on what she likes to wear, and she’s OBSESSED with putting on makeup. She will walk around the house all day with my makeup brushes if I would let her. It’s the sweetest thing to see all the ways she is watching and wanting to me like me, but terrifying at the same time.
We’re finally getting into that stage where she will sit down and watch *most* of an animated movie. I’ve never been a big fan of movies but movie marathons are basically her fathers love language so I’m hoping for him that this is a good sign of what is to come.
She’s never met a stranger in her life. This girl waves at every person she sees. At church, in the grocery store, in the library, on the playground. She is always willing to offer a wave and a smile. This warms my heart in the best way and can also be a little unnerving. Her trust in the goodness of mankind is a beautiful thing for a cynical Mama to watch. She gives the sweetest hugs and kisses and loves her daddy and me in the best way every single day. She is totally enamored with every baby she sees, be it in a book, a movie, or in person. I love watching her understanding of these little humans and the instinct to love them fiercely that she seems to have. This offers hope that maybe, just maybe she’ll survive this change into big sisterhood and be alright.
I’m so proud of the little person she is becoming, and I try to remind myself daily in the moments when she’s testing me in the worst ways that one day I’ll miss this. I hope I’m making this childhood magical for her. I hope I stop working enough to play with her, and that we take enough trips to the park, and that she enjoys a mama who will be silly with her at any time of day. I’m doing my very best here, and I just hope she knows that.