We celebrated Peanut's first birthday two weeks ago and lemmetellya (I've decided this is my new "word"), it was a fabulous affair. It was intimate and sweet and perfectly peanutesque. I couldn't love that little Bear any more. Seriously! She could have cared less about the decorations, cake, and presents. Seeing her light up jumping from lap to lap amongst the aunts, uncles, and cousins was truly precious. That little girl sure is something.
Out of nowhere we have a cruising, loud mouth, hilarious toddler in our hands! Every single Monday I find myself going on and on about how much she changed over the weekend (yep, I am THAT annoying brag-about-the-babe nanny. No shame.) It is inspiring to watch her sit with her books and read them to herself. I have never met such an independent and intelligent munchkin.
Today she officially melted my heart, for the millionth time. She is trying so hard to say "Sarah" and LEMMETELLYA IT IS TOO MUCH. Too much. Literally cannot handle the cuteness. Few things give me tummy flutters like a baby saying my name. The sweet way they completely butcher the pronunciation all while smiling their little gummy smile ear to ear. Ugh. Heart melting, I tell ya.
Want to know what else she did today that had me sprinting to the nearest camera? She grabbed her favorite lullaby book, crawled over to the little pink pillow that was on the floor, reached up and grabbed her sleep sack off of the crib rail, and snuggled up to sing some lullabies by herself. I died. I died ten times over it was so sweet. I wish I could just bottle up all of her cuteness and take it everywhere. Too much? No shame.
Enjoy the last two days of the week! I better stock up on snuggles before the weekend.
xoxo Nanny Sarah.
