This week marks Claire's 22 months on earth and baby's 21 weeks in utero.
And if you are wondering how we get such a great picture of the 3 of us...
It's with having 75 outtakes:)
Once Claire discovered the self-remote in my hand (you can see it above), it was over. She had to push it the whole time, which gave us some funny pictures:
(there are 15 of us trying to get her to come back)
Anyway... always a hoot. And this girl is 22 months old! Only 2 more months and we'll have a 2 year old?? Seriously?
We can't put into words how much we love this little girl. She is the sweetest thing in the world. She cuddles with me, lays on my chest, hugs my neck, and kisses me whenever I ask her. She is always happy and bright. She is always friendly and fun. She loves people and people love her. (We even had a friend in the ward tell us they'd trade their girl for ours any day).
I love the games she and I play lately. We'll put our foreheads together and fake laugh until it turns into actual hysterical laughter. I love to hear her play pretend with her baby and her toys. I love when she wants to tell me something and looks so intently in my face talking nonsense, but to her it's meaning something. I love watching her jump fearlessly off the diving board all by herself and come up with a giant smile on her face. I feel so blessed to be her mother; so blessed to have her in our lives. She has made our love and hearts grow beyond imagination. Love you, Claire-bear!