Miss Thing

Do you ever feel like you are swaddling your baby, then you go to sleep and when you wake up you’re signing school field trip forms for that baby? I know it’s cliche, but it really does go by in the blink of an eye.

Admittedly, this blog has been pretty boy heavy lately. What can I say? We spend a lot of time together these days. The truth is though, I miss my baby girl. We don’t have many waking hours together and when we do it seems there are arguments and “sassiness” which isn’t very fun.

Tonight, I decided to go back to the way things were all those years ago-when the circus was just the three of us.

We told Faith to stay up as Kevin put the boys to bed and then the three of us, just mom, dad and Faithy-girl watched a movie.

It was bliss.

She is delightful. She is funny and smart and really good company. She is this grown person that has opinions and stories to tell. Our conversations, when not interrupted by baby brothers, are rich and enjoyable. Tonight, we made plans to go London for her sixteenth birthday. Then she planned all the cities we’ll visit for all the birthdays from now until then. (Clearly she has inherited my wanderlust.) We discussed the merits of Gabriella, and why, even though she’s quite pretty, we really don’t think Sharpei is a good person.

It was fun to focus on what I love about this girl, instead of what I’m afraid of or what simply drives me crazy.

She is so much like me, that mostly-we will butt heads. But sometimes, there will be moments where we connect on a level that is unlike anyone else in my life.

Those moments make all the back-talk and eye-rolling totally worthwhile.