My Favorite Age

I think this is my favorite age.

Her tiny "teefies". Her sweet, innocent smile. Her eyes so filled with hope, eager to see where her life will take her.

Her imagination is beginning to emerge. I feel so bad for Ross when she actually gets a real phone - the bill is going to be outrageous! This girl's gotta lot to say!

Anything messy on her tiny hands sends her into a tail spin. This is considered a complete tradgedy in her little world.

She puts just about anything and everything in her mouth. I though by now she would be over this stage, but she isn't, not even close.

See what I mean?

Really, she HAS to taste everything, is this weird?

 I am in awe of her eyelashes! You can't buy eyelashes like hers. Perfect, long, beautiful.

Then the other day she decided that she was going to start sucking her finger. She literally sucks on it all night long, during naps and pretty much all day in between. Sometimes I try to make her stop and give her poor finger a break because it is shrivled up like little raisin and she has completely sucked all of the color out of it. You would think this habit began a long time ago, but nope. She randomly started sucking her finger and that's just what she does now.

She is like a flash. So fast. I swear I chase her around all day. That's what we prayed for and that's what we got! She amazes us.

And my heart melts everytime she falls asleep in her highchair. She fights and fights until she just can't keep those sweet blue eyes open anymore and she has to surrender to dreamland. She doesn't want to miss a thing.

Her it's cold, ice-cream face sends us into a fit of laughter everytime.

This is my favorite age. For sure.