I’m the happiest mother of the loveliest daughter, Grace. My little squirt is at the best stage, the one commonly referred to as the Articulate-But-Still-Has-a-Lisp- &-Finds-Everything-Interesting-&-is-Super-Adorable Stage, my favorite stage so far. It is just us girls and it seems as though all we ever do is giggle, learn and play together. Our life is simple and completely carefree.
Thankfully it will be a while before we find ourselves chasing uncomfortable sleep across long nights spent on buses traveling to some sort of competition because I wanted to chaperone her first overnight school trip. Longer still before we face miles of required paperwork for college enrollment. Those experiences, or some variation of them, are coming sooner than I would like, but not THAT soon!
For now our glorious days are filled with whimsical activities such as making butterflies out of rolled cardboard and adding sparkles galore to most reachable flat surfaces. We have facilitated and eagerly witnessed plants grow out of wet paper towels inside plastic bags, which led to plans for our own garden someday. We've also spent entire afternoons whispering secrets behind cupped hands while under a makeshift tent of foam noodles in a swimming pool infested with surprisingly friendly sharks & heroic elves.
I am incapable of imagining how life could get any better than this, but I know it will continue to get better if we continue giggling, learning and playing together.