When Ella pushes my hair out of my face after I do hers.
How she sweetly asks for more milk..signing and saying "mo?" and poins to .. the milk..
How she walks around with her tongue out...just to be fresh
How when she gets a snack the first thing shes does is fold her hands to pray and then always..always.. finds a chair and pushes it to table to sit and eat...kicking her feet happily.
How when its naptime she looks around for her baby and purses her lips for kisses
how she hugs fiercely and dances to her own beat.
oh ella- our peaceful gift. i love you