Sagan is an amazing little creature. Twenty months old and already a great communicator, observer, and cutie pie. (I wish I could find the video camera's battery and memory card ... you would be INSPIRED by her brilliance and eloquence!)
I love doing her hair. It's getting long and it's so soft and curly and she'll sit still for entire fractions of seconds!
She's at that really awful-at-church age. She has less than no desire or ability to sit still for an hour! She is a very busy girl. She observes and analyzes and explores at the speed of light!
She's a daddy's girl, too. Long ago, before I had children, when I was a very insecure little wife, I thought I might be jealous of a daughter. But we had the boys first and they love me so much (too much) and tend to reject their dad a little. I really like that Greg now gets to feel that warm smugness you get when a child expresses their preference for you.
Her brother's love her a lot too. I don't think they have much sibling rivalry (yet?). Sometimes they all wanna sit on me all at the same time and there is muchness of pushing and pinching as they vie for position. Crichton sometimes gets a little too snugly for Sagan's liking and she punches him. She has also been know to hit Canon in the head with a wrench if he steals her toys. The world is a crazy place ... a girl has to be able to defend herself.
She sings, she dances, she loves to read. She laughs and giggles and goes right to sleep. She poops in the bathtub. She loves puppies and babies and is always on the lookout for both. She is fearless! And a great climber. She loves shoes and dresses and eating dirt.
I look forward to being her mom. I love my daughter.
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