My Child, O'Silly One

Karley is such a goof.  I was laying on the couch and Karley was crawling all over the jungle gym, err, me, and I started blowing raspberries on her.  She turned around and put her mouth right on mine and blew raspberries right back.  A little while later she was playing with a spoon and she came over to me, lifted my shirt and stuck the spoon in my belly button.  A few minutes after that she ran over and started dancing in front of the mirror on our closet door and started giggling at her reflection... she was really rockin' out over there!

Karley is the most wonderful, loveable, silliest, greatest, most exhausting, best thing in my life.  How did I live all these years without her?  I love that little girl to pieces.

First overnighter

Karley left me this morning for her first overnight stay without mommy.  And it's not just down the road.  She's 250 miles away.  I can't sleep.  I know she's fine, but I can't help but worry.  I miss her terribly.  I keep looking at her baby pictures and torturing myself.  All I want to do is talk about her and think about her.  She's having a blast and apparently she called my grandfather "gray da" today.  I know they are cherishing these moments with their great granddaughter, which is why I let her go cause I don't think I was totally ready yet.  I've teared up a few times.  It's amazing how attached to these little beings we become.  She is my whole world and I hope as she grows up she realizes and remembers how much I love her, although I know she won't truly understand until she's a mommy of her own.