Cute things converge: the crawling. The stinker look she gives me when she knows I’m about to tell her NO. Her brand new PIGTAILS and hair clips. Our new game of her crawling toward the cat food and stopping to look at me every five seconds, then zooming towards her goal. The perfect squeezable chubby legs and associated giggles after squeezes. THOSE PIGTAILS. The personality. All the giggles. The exploring and destroying. Those beautiful eyes!
(Yeah, I think you did, Mom….)