ol' heart melt. I LOVE the cute things they do as they discover their world.
Yep, she still has her little Mohawk going. I can't believe she is five months already. Time just seems to be slipping away.
I'll leave you this poem that just touched my heart the other day.
What Did I Do Today?
What did I do today?
Today I left some dishes dirty,
the bed got made around 3:30.
The diapers soaked a little longer,
The odor grew a little stronger.
The crumbs I spilled the day before
Are staring at me from the floor.
The fingerprints there on the wall
Will likely be there still next fall,
The dirty streaks on those window panes
Will still be there next time it rains.
"Shame on you," you sit and say,
"Just what did you do today?"
I nursed a baby till she slept,
I held a toddler while he wept.
I played a game of hid-and-seek
I squeezed a toy so it would squeak.
I pulled a wagon, sang a song,
Taught a child right from wrong.
What did I do this whole day through?
Not much that shows-I guess that's true,
Unless you think that what I've done
Might be important to someone
With bright brown eyes and soft brown hair.
If that is true-I've done my share.