I love her big brown eyes.
I love her smiles.
I love the way she makes a sucking motion with her lips when she is drifting off to sleep.
I love the way she looks at her daddy.
I love the way the scent of whoever was just with her lingers on her b/c they have cuddled her so much.
I love the way her eyes light up when her brothers come home.
I love the way she grasps my finger when she feels it in her hand.
I love the way she holds her baby doll.
I love the way she responds to music.
I love that she sleeps all night long.
I love that she enjoys being outside.
I love that she will nap on her own but that she still prefers to nap in my arms.
I love that she's 2.
I love that she enjoys therapy...for the most part.
I love the look on her face when she is letting me know she is not happy with the situation.
I love that she likes the pool.
I love to dress her up.
I love watching her sleep.
I love her room...it's so her.
I love her intoxicating baby smell.
I love getting her out of bed each morning.
I love her new haircut.
I love her sweet spirit.
I love her chubby baby feet.
I love that she is loved.