everytime I think I will always remember a story or a first about her, i realize two weeks later than i can't recall exactly what i was smiling so big about the week before. its bizarre actually how difficult the moments that seem to take my breath away are hard to remember a week later. oh well. i'll do the best i can in a brief update on hannah mia (this is what we call her for Hannah Amelia) because i absolutely cannot believe we are T-8 from my baby being 3.
here is what i see: she observes like her daddy. she's curious. she relates like her momma. she doesn't want to be on the sideline and she LOVES time with friends. she tells me things like, "i like riley, bo and smith all day." and "Hannah Beth is my favorite, i love her." she is all about the party, the camp, pre-school & sunday school, playground dates, etc., she seems to really enjoy other kids and take her time watching them just enough to learn them a bit. she rides a bike, a tricycle, and a scooter with the coordination i didn't know was possible at 3. she wants approval, already, but is still independent enough to chose timing. she's thoughtful in ways that always surpise me, how she double checks on me sometimes or wants to give my head a kiss if i have a headache or worries about others who seems sad. her concious is big, she does not like to be corrected and typically responds with frustration and if i were to say, "Hannah you are okay, we can do this", she says things like, "i don't want to be okay. I need space." to which i crack up. i love that she tells me she doesn't want to be okay, and I can relate sometimes.
when she wants to rest with me or put her hand or head next to me, i just feel i can't make it i don't want that second to end she is just the dearest most lovely girl i ever knew. i am so so very thankful to know her and to watch her, and scared to death to train her and bring her up well and safely. so this is my reminder to myself of what i remember today about my 2.9 year old that i wish i could never forget.