The way you scream “tickle” as if there is nothing better in the world.
The way you put yourself in the corner when you are having a tough moment.
The way you say Hello…He·yo and Yellow…Ye·yo.
The way you only want me to hold you when you don’t feel well.
{Thank you sinus infection!}
The way you squeal when you see your sisters getting off of the bus in the afternoon.
The way whenever you are nervous you pucker up and want Momma’s kisses for comfort.
The way everything has a place in your world and if it is out of order you will say “uh-oh” until it is remedied, your perfectionism is from your father.
The way you love shoes and are constantly trying on every.single.pair on the shoe rack and sometimes even brave walking in them.
The way you run.
The rash on your chin from those canines popping through.
The drool.
The way you dance whenever there is music and sometimes when there is not.
The way you grab my hand and say “c’mon” when you have something I must see immediately.
The way when someone asks you to move you reply with “Beep Beep”.
The way your left arm has started to come back and yet how farther we still have to go but you don’t let that stop you.
The way you play.
The way you mimic everything and everyone…you are all about the sound effects.
The bend of you left thumb and how much I pray you don’t lose anymore function.
The way you love everyone!
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