>Since I have a feeling many posts in the coming weeks will be centered around the new little life about to bless our family, I wanted to make a few last notes about the Bean herself…
John started this “rubbing tummies” thing with her a while back and she often will interrupt whatever play she’s engrossed in to run over to me, pull up her shirt, then mine, and yell “rub the tummies!”. I swear we’ll get it on tape one of these days, but despite her constant exposure to cameras, she still gets all shy when they come out.
I’ve also been trying to put her down as much as possible at night always thinking it may be our last before I return home with her sister [insert tears here]. She now pulls up my shirt and adorably states “sister read the book too” as she sits next to me patting my belly button through the entire storytime. That kind of love has reduced many Dr. Suess books to a very shaky version as tears spill from my eyes and I reassure her that they are simply “happy water”.
Every day I think I can’t love this kid anymore than I did a moment ago, and yet every day, I love her just a little bit more. Can it possibly get better than this?