My best friend

So forgive the mushy gushy but I love my child. It's amazing how much is has changed my life and I wouldn't have it any other way. She drives me insane and wears me out and has caused a few grey hairs but then this beautiful girl looks at me with a smile and I melt.

How could you not love this face?

This past Sunday was Easter and the Rancifer girls were getting glammed up... Mommy curled her hair so that she and Erin could have matching 'dos. I propped Erin on the counter and she carefully observed as I applied my make up. Once she had the technique down (within 5 seconds), she wanted to apply her own make up. I gave her a few brushes and some closed tubes and she went to work. Oh yes, as mentioned in a previous post, this girl is definitely a girly-girl.

Tuesday we stayed home because someone was a sickypoo (yes, believe it or not the oreo-juice-covered girl at the top of this post was sick). We had a few rough moments. Fighting over breakfast and shoes (she wants to wear 5 pairs of socks and 3 pairs of shoes - all at the same time!) but then there were moments like when she woke up from her nap and came to lay with me on my chest. We cuddled on the couch in front of the living room picture window, the sun streaming in. She lifted her head and started to examine my face. I examined hers. "Yes babygirl, your face looks like my face." We then proceeded to count eyes and ears and (runny) noses. In that moment there were no worries. No bills or sick grandparents or tired mommy and daddy. In that moment, there was peace amd love and joy.

I thank God that he blessed me with a little girl that reminds me of what life really needs to full of - love and laughter.