...the way she struts around and lifts one leg higher than the other as if she's trying to dance (maybe she is).
...the way she tears into the TP roll and scatters it around the house, eating half of it along the way (sometimes after dunking it in the toilet water).
...the way she anticipates me saying 'bzzzzzzzzzz' when I change her diaper and sing "here is a beehive."
...the way she proclaims touchdown! when in her daddy's presence...because she wants to make him laugh.
...the way she craves her daddy's approval in all that she does.
...the way she falls asleep while cuddling with her daddy.
...the way she has learned to get down the stairs, off the bed, and off the sofa all by herself. That means she's super mobile girl. We all know this means more messes for yours truly. But President Monson even said that's okay--that I'll miss the messes one day. Pitter patter, YES, but messes---I'm thinking not so much.
...the way she gets our attention after all the kids are in bed with her little pokie face just to make us laugh because she knows she's funny.
...the way she shows me she's hungry by opening her snack cupboard and bringing me something she wants to eat...OR just helping herself and the rest of her friends, wherever they may be, to cereal. Of course, it's ALWAYS right after we just swept.
...the way she expresses that something stinks...like when she burps or poops--we say 'peeewww' and she waves her hand across her nose to fan it...just like you and me...cause man, those diapers really DON'T smell like roses.
...and the way she sleeps with her little snorty snore and her ever-yumminess chub
I think about how things were 6 short months ago when we were stuck in the hospital in WA.
I remember vividly how it was a year ago just getting used to life with Vivie home.
How thankful I am that we have TODAY. How thankful I am that she CAN do these things--I have to remind myself that the massive messes, busy-body craziness and constant needy nature of a 17 month old is indeed a BEAUTIFUL thing.
{through the eyes of a mommie}
Viviana Faith is 17 months old today!
14 comments:
What a sweet post! It was fun reading about all the things Vivie is doing now. She is getting to be so big, and still as beautiful as ever!
wow...whenever I watch the video of her beginnings and remember how small and fragile she was it is so humbling. I love how quickly she developed those kissable, squishy cheeks of hers. I love you so much Vivie and I'm so glad your mom and dad aren't taking you too far away yet!
So sweet...we all need to remember to enjoy these moments because they will be gone all too fast. One more month to nursery...Yeah!
SUCH a cute post about Vivs! She's such an edible little LOVE! I was also really struck by Pres. Monson's talk and how it really echoed what I've been thinking about lately! Love your blog--it's always so fun. Someday I might make mine more of a priority and spice it up a little more...Do you print it into books?
When I read 17 months at the end I instantly thought...you have 1 more month until nursery!! I can't wait for that day. Vivie is such a cutie and fits into your family just perfectly (she looks like the rest of them:) )
When I read 17 months at the end I instantly thought...you have 1 more month until nursery!! I can't wait for that day. Vivie is such a cutie and fits into your family just perfectly (she looks like the rest of them:) )
Perfect description "Vividly Viviana"
How grateful I am that ALL our prayers have been answered and she is able to do all these yummy things. (well, not so much the toilet water - but I guess it helps build her immune system...)
She certainly was named after the right person, her guardian angel, Great Grandma Vivian.
I love me some Viviana chubs!
Wow she has grown SO much since we last saw her! What a doll.
She is just precious! What a little miracle.
Yeah for Vivs! I love that pic of her with cereal all over the floor and it looks like her cheek is full too. Maybe it's just chubs, but made me laugh.
What a sweet post, Shay. Vivs looks like a happy daddy's girl, but she's obviously the whole family's superstar. It's a joy to see her so healthy.
I love this post. How sweet!
These caboose babies of ours will never want for love and adoration, of that I am sure. I find the whole thing so bitter-sweet. I love my boy up every chance I get, certainly more consciously than I did for the first 4. But I am ever aware that he is the (sniff) end. And that makes me happy AND sad.
I want to get those cheeks. I can't believe how she has grown. Vivie is so blessed to have you as her mommy. She will cherish that adorable post.
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