I sat down to try and write about Little Miss at 15 months and it turned into another poem! She is definitely our last child and I’ve tried (and manly succeeded) to enjoy the baby phase more than I did last time! I’ve been much more aware of how quickly it passes (Even when it absolutely doesn’t feel like it!!)
In the last week or so though I’ve felt like all of a sudden I’ve got this big girl living in my house!
You demanded in the way only a toddler can,
That I removed your tee shirt so you could continue to dance,
and marvel at your own round belly.
You dripped water on the floor,
And stomped in it,
Giggling at the mess you created.
You pulled half of the books off the shelf,
In a crazed frenzy,
Until you found the one you wanted,
Then snuggled on my knee and fell asleep.
You are so little and yet so big,
And I can see glimpses of the wonder and terror that is to come.
But for now,
I’ll try to hold on to,
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