Oh sweet Ellie,
You are amazing. Your beauty, your charm, your intelligence, your strength, your curiosity, your eyes! Sometimes when I look at you, I feel such a swelling of love and pride, it hurts. In the words of your father, “This little girl, she kills me.” and he scoops you up and noms all over your belly.
You’re becoming such a big little girl. I think you have grown 2 inches in the last month. You’re tall enough now to get your hands into all sorts of trouble, and trouble you are. Your favorite things to grab and stuff in your mouth are remotes, the mouse, and cell phones (hence my need for a new one). You love it when I forget to get the keyboard out of your reach so you can clackety-clack your fingers all over it.
You love to walk all over as you grip our fingers and drag us behind you. As we walk, you stop, lean over and grab up bits of rock and wood chips and hold them aloft in your hand, waiting until we’re not looking to try to eat them. You have taken many steps on your own but still prefer crawling, scuttling along superfast and stopping now and then to look behind you and make sure we’re following. You can stand up on your own and bounce to music.
You are an exceptionally nimble creature. You can climb up on our (short) couch, on your toy piano and are now trying to climb up on the coffee table.
You’ve discovered the volume nob on the stereo and boy is this a pain.
If there is one thing about you that is indescribable in words it is your huge, one-toothed smile. Your nose crinkles up, your eyes twinkle, and you make a breathed in schnork sound of excitement followed by additional happy, heavy breathing. I have yet to get a record of it, so please don’t stop!
And if there’s one thing I will never be able to get on film, it’s your smell. I breathe in deep lung fulls of it. It is creamy, warm, sweet and salty. It is also indescribable. You are indescribable! I wish my words could do you justice. I hope I can do you justice.