Monday, December 26, 2011

Pew! Pew!

Last week, Hannah came home from daycare pointing her toys at us while saying, "Pew! Pew! Pew-pew!" I always love it when she brings things home from daycare that aren't contagious. Art work, silly songs, random catch phrases ("OMG!" with arms held high), or in this case, toy gun sound effects.

Last night, I was putting Hannah to bed. Which I love, even though it is usually a bit stressful. Like in the back of your mind you are constantly entertaining the idea that this might not work. Ever. And she will be awake for the rest of her life. But other than that, it is usually such a sweet, intimate moment (that I usually miss out on, because I'm putting Maggie to bed). It is the time I like to tell Hannah about how when she was "thiiiiis little" (holding thumb to pointer finger) and we found out she was inside of my tummy. Last night, I was rubbing her back and telling her how much I loved her. I was almost starting to tear up, just thinking how lucky I was to have such sweet little girls. "Mommy loves you so, so, so much. And Mommy will always love you. You know that, right?" I asked.

She looked at me for a moment, and then reached over to get the roll of wrapping paper that she brought with her to bed. (Sometimes she likes to take random items with her, as a sort of consolation prize, when she is doing something she doesn't want to do. "Bath time? OK. My take this spoon?" Sure. Why not, Hannah. "Bed time? OK. My take this Christmas paper?") She reached over, picked up her wrapping paper, pointed it right at me, and in response to my overly-sentimental question, said a simple, "PEW!" then set the paper back down and put her head on her pillow to go to bed.

And some how, it made me love her even more.


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