I've said it before and I'll say it again.
You keep getting better.
The other night we took you to church and you found freedom on those little feet. In a new environment with wide open spaces you roamed around freely and happily. I experienced my first push away from you, as I reached down for you hand and was quickly swatted at. You let me know you were on your own this time.
We are watching your steps get a little faster and a little more confident each day. I could walk for miles following behind you watching those wide steps pound the ground with those little legs. I love the way your leg extends out and quickly snaps back at the knee like a rubber band as you try to gain speed. Sometimes you get ahead of yourself and your pretty good at finding that balance before a fall would occur.
Your little parrot like ways are making us smile in amazement all the time. Shut the door we say, "door" says your little voice. Do you want some bananas? we ask, "no" says the little voice.
Can we have a hug? "hug" as little arms wrap us tight.
Speaking of hugs, you are sweet and affectionate these days. Coming up to us unannounced to give us a hug around the legs while we are making your dinner or putting things away. It's a heart melting feeling, and especially when coupled with a sweet staring face looking up at us with through those gorgeous grey eyes.
You are blowing kisses back at us with gusto, a quick pressed hand to your face and then a huff of air as you blow it away.
So keep on little one. You're the best thing we've known.