Lately, my little girl has been more like my little demon. She is NOT interested in her mother. She glares when I get her from her crib, she reaches for Daddy when she is hurt. She just wants to soak up every minute she has with her dad and Mommy is nothing but a deterance.
But last night things were different. I picked her up from daycare and it was just the two of us. We had a salad and grilled cheese for dinner and we sat and talked. Okay, I talked she listened. She fed me bites of her food and smiled at me. She patted my on the back when I picked her up. It was lovely.
I took her outside even though it was cold and we played an exciting game of peekaboo around the bbq grill. She led me by the hand all through the yard showing me things that she liked. She even pointed at a Miller-sized land mine in the yard that she found interesting.
We went inside and she played with my hair and we played kitchen. She brought me the remote and we watched about 2 minutes of Dora while she sat in my lap. She smiled, she was happy and laughing. She was her Mama's girl again. I drank it up, enjoyed every minute and gave her lots of kisses.
She is growing and changing all the time these days. Each day she can say or do something new. Yesterday she said cookie. Saturday in Wal-Mart she pointed to something on the shelf and signed please so she could have it. She tickles us and imitates everything we do. It was nice to just sit on the couch and watch her so I won't forget how fun she is right now. How cute her little nose is, how tiny her feet still are. For those 3 hours I didn't mind that she hated me all weekend or that she slapped me the other day. I just enjoyed my baby girl and I hope she enjoyed me too.