Molly is growing up so quickly lately and it's really breaking my heart. I love to watch her discover new things and fight for her independence. Man, his kid is strong willed--in scarier moments I've been experiencing some deja vu from Amberly's crazy toddler years. Even though I think I've hid all the markers she manages to find them. Her artwork now decorates numerous walls, Lilly's bed and the boys' dresser. She is always sticky.
Molly loves her baby doll, her lamb and playing with/bugging her older siblings. She loves to anywhere. If I even mention leaving, she'll meet me at the door with her shoes in her hands. "Go!" she says. She loves to take baths which is a good thing because she requires one nearly every day. She loves all food. The other kids laugh because she will eat anything. When we have ice cream, she quickly devours her own and then moves from person to person begging additional bites. Don't leave the table if you're not done eating because Molly will confiscate your food and eat it before you get back.
I love that she sings along to the radio in the car. I love that she gives big hugs and kisses. I love that she calls for her daddy if she wakes up in the middle of the night. I love that she will still cuddle with me for a few minutes. I just love her.
I snapped this picture of her this morning just after her bath while she was still clean. Now she has some sticky sweet cinnamon roll residue on her cheeks and pink marker scribbles on her shirt.
Today, I am very very thankful for my littlest baby girl -- Molly.