My Baby's Not a Baby Anymore

Happy happy HAPPY birthday to my dear sweet Samantha Jordan!

If Lily is my serious-thoughtful-monkey then Sam is definitely my silly-smiley-monkey.  She smiled at a week old and no I'm not just exaggerating.  It was insane!  That kid would just look into your face and if you smiled or laughed she gave you the biggest toothless grin ever!  

Two years old!?!?!  Before I know it she'll be all grown up and driving a car and wearing makeup and giving me a heart attack with those gorgeous eyelashes.  But she'll always be my little monkey.

I ask her all the time for a kiss and she squeals "NOOOOOOO!" in her flirty little voice and I chew her cheeks and smooch her nose and yell "I gave birth to you I can kiss you whenever I want!"

And I tickle her squishy little belly and I hold her chubby little hand and my heart melts whenever she asks me to hold her.  I was rocking her "rocka like baby Momma!" the other day and just realizing how fast the days are passing...

Momma loves you Sammy.  Playing with makeup is fun, but don't grow up too fast, okay?