I have a kid. Some of you may be like, “Umm… yeah, we already know that.” But, for whatever reason I just realized it tonight. Not a baby… not just a little toddler: a kid. A real human kid.
I love babies. I love those squishy/smooshy sweet babies. BUT, they’re not kids. OMG. There was a moment tonight when Mike was helping Ruari brush her teeth that I truly understood I have a real kid. He spit out his toothpaste in the sink and Ruari said, “Spit too?” So, he picked her up and she spit in the sink. I’ve helped her do this before… but, I’ve never actually seen her do it. It was so real and amazing. Yup, spitting in the sink is amazing when you’re a mom. 😉 And, I teared up. We created this little human. And, we’ve raised her. And, taught her how to eat/speak/spit/everything.
It’s just amazing. And, yeah… I’m about to get all mushy: I love that girl so much! And, I’m even saying this on one of the most meltdown-y days in her little history. WHOA man. Meltdown city. BUT, that doesn’t even matter.
I love my little 2-year-old.