- That she laughs like Beavis and Butthead: “Heh, heh, heh.”
- How her nose and eyes wrinkle up into a nerd-face when she’s pleased
- The way she snores like a drunken sailor, so loud we can hear it through the closed door
- When she slaps her hand on the highchair when she wants more
- That her babbling is more like a caveman grunting
- When she rubs her eyes when she’s tired and sticks her tongue out when she’s trying, just like a cartoon
- The way she dips her face into every bath and gets a Richard Branson bubble-goatee
- How she opens her mouth up really wide, like a baby bird, when I’m feeding her food on a spoon
- That she claps when she hears applause on TV
- The fact that her mouth has run along the entire parameter of this home like it was one giant envelope
- When I head the clatter of a pacifier hitting the ground followed by “Uh. Ooooooh” coming from her room
- How she extends her leg extra-long like a ballerina, her toes hitting my nose, so I’ll say “peee-you” one more time
- That’s she’s happiest when she’s holding a fist full of cat hair
- That her favorite song is “The Transylvania Twist” from Spookley the Square Pumpkin
- The look on her face when she crawls over to me and tugs on my pant leg so I’ll scoop her up.
Posey Pie Productions
My year (and counting) as a stay-at-home mom.
