Caitie Renee

My sweet Cait.
She is at such a sweet age (I know some are like are you serious, but I really like this age). She is also VERY attached to her "bankie" or as we would call it, "a very thin very soft, not quite white unfolded cloth diaper" (actually there are about 5 that I am able to switch in and out without her minding much). This attachment is an amazing concept to me. Sometimes when she is falling asleep, I will secretly watch her with her thumb and that blanket. (Belive it or not, I could not find a single picture with Cait and the blanket.) It is the same ritual every time. First she places it under the side of her right cheek and her right thumb goes in her mouth. Then she is still for a few moments (kind of like she is getting reacquainted with her friend since her mean mommy makes her leave it in her bed). Then she takes it out from under her cheek and she dangles it over her face. Back and forth. Next, the covers come off. Her foot goes straight in the air and her blanket gets draped over her foot and slowly pulled on until it falls off. This goes on for a few minutes until very slowly it ends up over her face and her right hand. She eventually falls asleep like this, but fairly quickly after she is asleep, she takes the blanket and replaces it in the original location under her right cheek and right hand, with her thumb in her mouth.

I am also amazed when she shares her blanket with either Randy or myself. It is her most prized possession, yet she is so willing to share (as long as you are willing to keep it stuffed between your cheek and the pillow and there is a little leftover so she is able to still touch it!)

After watching such an innocent love, it reminds me as to how something so simple can make life complete. She makes my heart smile.

They sure do grow fast. She walked into preschool this morning (her first day without me) and didn't even look back. I love her independence, but man, can't a mom get a look over the shoulder? In all the craziness of motherhood, I sure do love the little moments and wish I could get better at slowing down, committing them to memory, and make sure I am really enjoying them. In the blink of an eye my girls, my sweet, sweet little girls are going to be too old for me and I know I am going to really wish I could of held on to these moments for a little longer.

Man I love that girl!