Sweet

She makes me laugh. She wants to help me with anything she can, and often offers advice:

While headed downstairs, she turned and said, "Be careful of spiders, mom. And when I get back, we can make a chocolate cake. With sprinkles. What ever you want." Gives me a big thumbs up, and leaves.

Her toe-nail, the second to last one on her right foot is just about to fall off.

Poor thing. She asks about her "toe falling off" as she calls it, constantly needing reassurance. I have tried to explain to her that her toe will be just fine, and her body will make a new nail.

Of late, I have kind of missing my baby Sadie. She was the most darling little stinker. All curls and smiles. A belly that was round with little bird legs that looked silly in shorts. I thought I was busy then... She is now four. Really. Really??

I know why she came first. My little mama.