1. She's my Little Dipper-She learned quickly from her "Poppy" (my dad) and my Uncle Gerald that long before she could drink from a glass or a can that she can experience the beverages held within them. My Uncle Gerald is known for dipping pacifiers in Coke - he started this over 30 years ago with my brother and was very excited to continue the tradition during "tree lot season." Norah got so spoiled by these two dipping her paci that soon she wanted to dip it in everything. If you walked in holding a can drink she would hold her paci out to you. If she found the box of soda cans in the pantry she would chunk her paci in it. She even held out her paci to me when I walked by her with a brownie. She is my "little dipper"
2. She's so tiny. I go back and forth with my feelings on this but ultimately I do love her size. The fact that she has been smaller longer means I can cuddle her more easily. She fits so perfectly in my arms and makes a great "little spoon" I have been frustrated at times because I feel daily pressure to get calories in her. I agonize over her eating pears which I know she will eat versus more of the entree at dinner because she needs the calories. Our latest endeavors in high calorie foods have included adding cheese to her veggies, adding half and half to her milk, and even her own milkshake (vanilla ice cream, half and half and orange juice). She will without a doubt eat veggies but of course those are not calorie laden unless you make them that way. Her size (she's in 9 month clothes at 15 months) is ridiculously cute though!
3. She says "Mmmm" and it just makes me smile. She "mmms" everything including water, milk (especially when it has half and half), juice, and bubbles. Yep, bubbles straight from the bathtub. My little Norah scoops up as many as she can while she's in the tub.
4. She is passionate about her books. She will bring you a book from her corner and hold it up to you. This action is your cue to drop EVERYTHING you are doing and read to her. Usually I comply, I don't know how many years I have to read to her and I want to soak up every minute. Sometimes the mood strikes her to read while I am cooking dinner my inability to read at this time makes her very distraught. We are working on that.
5. She babbles. She babbles with gusto! It is not uncommon for her to lean into you and say something that sounds like "dirk-a-dirka-chic-e-chica" and then crinkle her nose and laugh and laugh. Which means I have to laugh too. Sometimes I catch myself listening to her with eyes wide and bated breath.
6. She belly laughs. Boy is it good to me. Her daddy can get her to laugh like no one else. That's pretty good to me too. Gosh, I love them.
7. She likes to smell candles. If I pick up a candle she want to sniff it too. She's been at this little stunt for months now. It's super cute.
8. She gives surprise kisses and hugs. She does not give out kisses willy-nilly (I kind of wish she did) but that makes it all the more special when she plants one on you. She does it on her terms and when you least expect it. Its the equivalent of the one you love kissing you mid sentence, not because they are shutting you up but instead because they couldn't resist.
9. She is just like me when it comes to social interaction, poor girl. I think she must have social anxiety just like I did and just like I do. She has to survey the situation before she decides if she feels comfortable there. I've seen her around her friends, girls that are her age that she knows and sees frequently, she will stand on the outskirts and get the lay of the land before she walks into the mix. I have a lot of social anxiety and I feel her pain on this one. I was one with my mom's skirt until I was 8 or 9. I pray that she will overcome this before she knows what is going on. However, this is about things about her that make me smile. It does my heart good to see her warm up and actually be playing with the other kids when I go pick her up from the nursery.
10. If I am holding her her hand will most likely be down my shirt. This one makes me smile because I have to smile or else I'll tweak out. Since she has been weaned she has found comfort in putting her hand deep inside my shirt and nestling her hand between my bosom. She prefers mine but she's not picky. She will put her hand down a number of people's shirts. This is a sign that she is tired usually but last time she was sick I had little scratches from her shoving that sweet little hand into my cleavage. It is terribly hard to focus in a checkout while being groped.
There are so many more reasons she is my special little love by 10 is good for now.
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