Her eyes get HUGE, her lips form an O -- and she gasps . . .
At the specialness of Baby Jesus . . .
At the wrinkles on her fingers at bath time . . .
When the sun hits her face while we are driving in the car, The sun is tickling me, mama!
At Lowe's with daddy and 3 bearded men walked past them - Look Daddy - THREE pirates!!
Remembering that our Christmas tree fell on me at the Christmas Tree Farm - runs up to it in our living room last week - Don't fall on Molly, Christmas tree!
She and I did her new Kids Yoga DVD yesterday - the one she got in her stocking from Santa . . .at one point in the video we were laying down on our tummies with our hands at our sides. She was right next to me, and she wrapped her arm around my shoulders and said, We love each other - we are best friends!
I love you too, Molly! Thanks for letting me see life through your eyes!