It makes me sad that you'll never be a baby again. I cherish the 3am wakeup with you screaming bloody murder because those damn molars are hurting you. I cherish that time because it's one of the only times ever you'll sit still and cuddle while we rock in your great grandmothers rocking chair, while I whisper sweet nothings in your wee little ears. And while there is a lot that I'll miss, I do look forward to when you can run around the back yard yourself, and can talk to me, and color, and we can bake banana bread together, and so many other things.
Today you discovered that you could blow a zerbert on my stomach and we were both cracking up. You also "blow" on your eggs in the morning to cool them off. Two weeks ago it was snowing, but now it's getting up in the 60s during the day and I can't wait to hit the park when you get up from your nap. You love watching the other kids and swinging on the swings. You've also discovered what fun it is to ride in the car with the windows open. I love looking back and seeing your big grin and your squinty eyes braced against the blowing rush of air. I love you, Natalie, now and forever.