Moved to tears

Twinkle Toes, Smarty Pants, Pookie, Sweetheart, Nukis Pain in the Tukis
Wow. You are into everything now with gusto, and are proudly displaying an independent streak that prevents your parents from taking anything out of your hands without great protest. Your fake cry though needs a lot of work. We have been spending a lot of time together as a family through this winter and enjoying it thoroughly. These days you fall asleep on weekdays by 7 which means we don’t get much time together during the week, 2 hours in the AM and almost 2 hours at night. We really try to make up for it on the weekends. These days you watch Sesame Street in the morning laying on your Spiderman couch with a pillow, blanket and a sippy cup. Never in my life have I seen such a wonderful and sweet thing. My favorite time of day with you during the week is right before bedtime, you get all riled up and run around the house in your pajamas wanting to be chased or chasing us. You love to be surprised with a big BOO! From around a corner or even a not very well concealed hiding spot. Since the weather has changed you have been spending time outside with us at night and love to run up and down the sidewalk with a stick, pinecone or whatever else you can find. If we put you anywhere else you run right back to the sidewalk. I sincerely hope you aren’t going to dislike mud, grass and dirt because we have a lot of it and not much sidewalk. It is very cute to watch you doing these new things. Actually it is very cute to watch you do anything at all, and I find myself moved to tears often just from watching you happily do anything. I really had no idea how much I would love a child or I would have had you a very long time ago. I know it must sound dorky or ridiculous that I am moved to tears but it happens often.