18 months...and a few little things that I love about it...

I love her mouthful of teeth...and I do mean mouth full of teeth!
I love that when we flush the toilet she waves and says "bye bye potty!"

I love how she mothers her "babies" and how gentle she is with them.

I love that she wants me to snuggle her before she goes to sleep.

I love that she's not a picky eater...she eats a lot of stuff that I won't!

I love that she knows where we're going in the car, just by looking out the window...she says "Abbie! Papa! Jake! Bus!" as soon as we turn down their road.

I love her love for books.

I love how she giggles when she sees Lambeau coming.

I love that she likes to share...even her cookies.

I love that she says "please" and "thank you."

I love that when we sit down for a meal, she folds her hands, waits patiently and listens as we pray, says "Amen." and then picks up her fork :)

I love that she loves to play games...Ring-Around-the-Rosie is the current favorite.

I love that she's a good shopper...a blessing to me, for sure!

I love her love for shoes.

I love how affectionate she is.

I love how excited she gets when Matt or I come home after being away from her.

I love how she loves her cousin Jake...he can ALWAYS make her laugh!

I love that she loves Mickey Mouse...he's much less annoying than many other characters.

I love that she always wants to sit on the potty (and how she grunts rather loudly when she's up there) even though she's only actually gone twice.
I love that she laughs when she does something funny.

I love that she laughs when other people are laughing, even if she doesn't know what was funny!
I love that she wants to pick out and get her own jammies every night.

I love that she has to stay in the bathtub until all the water is gone, then lay on her tummy with her naked little bum in the air and slurp up the leftover water!

I love that she puts her coat over her head, her purse over her arm, waves and says "Bye!" and casually rolls away on her car.
I love that she's always up for a ride in her stroller.

I love that when we tell her to do something, most of the time she does it.

I love that she helps me clean up.

I love that she waves to her Gramma and Papa from the car.

I love that she tries to blow her nose...on everything.

I love that one of the first things she says in the morning is "juice?"

I love to hear "mommy" from her sweet little voice.

I love her wild, whispy hair.

I love that when she's sitting on my lap, she'll turn around, give me a kiss, and go right back to what she was doing.

I love how curious she is.

I love that when we're leaving somewhere she has to say "bye!" to everyone she sees.

I love that she loves the water.

I love that as soon as she sees someone with a camera she smiles and says "Cheese!!"

I love the bond that she has with my Dad.

I love that she's always liked being in the car.

I love that she always wants to play outside.

I love that even when she doesn't feel good, she's always so good.

I love that she loves to find everyone's be-butta (belly-button).

I love that I find her in the pantry several times a day.

I love that we take baths together.

I love that she tells me when she's ready for bed.

I love that she has to run everywhere she goes.

I love that she knocks on the glass door because she knows Lambeau will come running.

I love that every time we go into the garage she has to give Lambeau a "treat."

I love how cute she looks in her bathing suit.

Most of all...

I love that she loves me.

What a little blessing she is. :)