{Brooklyn} Bubbles & That

Every once in awhile you are reminded of your blessings. The job you have. The roof over your head. The beautiful child. The awesome friends & family you have. Sometimes it takes a personal loss to be reminded. Other times the loss or heartache of others. It is the latter with my most recent realization. I came across this BLOG and I could NOT stop reading for hours. I love her honesty. Rawness. Appreciation. Love. There are moments when we are reminded and I'm thankful for the little moments.

Brooklyn's newest fascination is with blowing bubbles. She says "bubbles" all of the time and loves it when they pop on her face. It's so adorable.

 

 

 

"That that that". I hear that a couple million times a day. Okay, not really. But after about ten times, it feels like millions. Everything Brooklyn wants now is "that, that, that". It was cute at first and now I'm trying to identify each "that" with it's actual name. "That? Oh, music. Book. Sippy cup. Phone. Brush. Etc." But most importantly, it is her music. THAT! She loves it. She wants to hear it. She wants to dance to it. She wants to play and control it herself. It's super adorable and she is so her daddy's girl with her moves. And she's mine with her "Brooklyn shoulder shake". Music is in this girls blood and I love it! As a result, I walk around singing "monkies on the bed", "old macdonald", or "tiki room". A huge thanks to Dan's Aunt Rose for sending us Brooklyn's favorite CD "Daddy's Little Girl". A day does not go by where this CD is not played. It is a permanent fixture in the player.