Things I want to remember

The way Gizmo thrusts her blanket at us when we get her out of her crib. She has four beautiful quilts that the husband's Nana made (Peanut does too). There is a baby one, a Fourth of July one, an Easter one and a Christmas one. Everybody in the family gets a quilt from Nana.

Gizmo has taken a shine to hers. She must sleep with at least one of them. When she gets up, she calls for us "MOM! DAD!" One of us will go in and she practically throws a quilt at us then holds her arms out to be picked up. We snuggle for a few minutes until she gets her bearings. When she is over the snuggling, she signs "eat" and takes off for the stairs. The kid knows what she wants and isn't afraid to tell us.

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While watching synchronized diving on the Olympics last night, Gizmo would GASP every time the divers hit the water. Every. Single. Time. Even on the replay. Her awe and excitement made me so happy.

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This. I present to you one of Peanut's songs that she made up on the spot. She does this frequently, borrowing from other songs she's heard, making up her own words and mashing them all together. This is one of my favorites. She insists that I "becord" her or take "bideo" of her and I refuse to correct her.