There. I said it. They're toddlers. Insert ugly crying here.
I can hardly believe that they aren't babies anymore. My mind is blown. They have attitudes. They understand and ask questions in their own little way. They're curious about everything. They want to walk on their own in stores, and to the convenience store down the street, and share so well with each other. Today Sybelle was crying because she wanted to play with the empty Starbucks cup that Annie was playing with. As Sybelle got more and more upset, Annie came over and gave her the cup and it was just the sweetest little gesture.
I'm writing to remember. And because there is nothing sweeter than hearing about the innocent, pure things that little ones do for each other. Every day I am reminded that these little humans hold more grace and courage and purity than I could have ever imagined before I had my own tiny humans. It is something that I appreciate so much in the daily chaos of motherhood.
They remind me that life is so exciting. Yesterday on our walk we saw a tractor. The tractor driver honked his horn and waved at us and it was so exciting! Then we saw a little puppy named Yoshi and that was so exciting! If I had been walking alone, I never would have payed a second thought to those things, but with them, it was pure bliss. Which reminds me why I called this blog "Growing A Little Love" in the first place. To remember that these little moments are where love lies.
I want to remember these things forever.