>I teared up putting the Bean to bed tonight. Over the last several months, she’s done many things that demonstrate she’s no longer a baby, but tonight it hit home. We’ve had the same bedtime routine since she was a baby and I’ve grown so accustomed to it. We turn on her stars, we read three books and then we rock and talk about our day and what’s to come tomorrow. Then we sing the shadow song from Bear (“where oh where oh where is shadow (x3)…where can shadow be?”), I pick her up and we head over to the closet door with her arm slung around my neck to hug and kiss our shadows and wish them good night. Well tonight, she insisted on not only reading me most of the books she picked out {“all by myself!”}, but hoping off our chair singing the shadow song, running over to the closet door…feet on the ground. I foolishly followed singing along and kissing my lone shadow. She then fished her stool from next to her door and carried it over to her bed insisting {“I can get in bed all by myself!”} and as I went to pull the blankets up, was reminded again {“I’ll pull the blankets on all by myself!”}. I hugged her, gave her a kiss and told her I loved her and she replied “I love you too mommy…sweet dreams.”
Where oh where oh where is my baby girl?
>Dania, you have a way with words, i'm tearing up! What a sweet story. I feel like it was yesterday that i was pregnant with matthew and you guys had us over for dinner….I think Kennedy was only 5 months old! Where does the time go??!!