by Amy M.
Every morning around 6:30, Eliza decides it’s time to begin her day. She lies in her crib and babbles to herself until I join her in the nursery. When she sees me, she laughs and grins from ear to ear. It’s the sweetest thing in the world, and it almost makes me forget her less benevolent wakeup call three hours prior. I want to remember these moments when she’s a teenager and I have to beg her to wake up until she throws a pillow at me.
I’m too foggy to grab my camera during these morning moments, but here she is awaking from a nap. Still pretty sweet:)