

I used to think a good time on a Friday night was happy hour at the bar, laughter with good friends and staying out till all hours of the night. Though this is still fun from time to time, I really do enjoy a different type of "happy hour." I now consider "happy hour" to be the evening time filled with Summer laughing at herself while reading a book,or the random talking that she does in her own language that she thinks we all understand, while all the meanwhile we just pretend that we do. My sweet girl is growing so rapidly and continues to amaze us at how smart she is. She is an all or nothing little girl. All happy or all sad. There really is no middle ground with this delightfully passionate little person. I love that she now can say "I WUB YOU" sing "twinkle twinkle little star" and crawls in my lap and says "row row" for row row row your boat. She counts, but really gets sticks with "two" that she says over and over. She loves shoes and thoroughly enjoys a good bath matched with a snuggly set of pj's and her own bed.
OH how I wish I could bottle this little ball of energy and freeze these moments of life to treasure forever.










