
The night before last, she made me the happiest I've ever been, perhaps aside from the moment I heard, "Kari, look at your daughter" and saw her pink and wriggling and taking her first gulps of air. She was sitting in my lap and I was putting on her pajama bottoms. She said, "Mommy? Mommy, wuv you." The. best. moment. ever.
This morning we were in the kitchen and she was pointing to a sticker on the refrigerator ("stickuh! stickuh!"). I peeled it off and handed it to her and she exclaimed, "Coooool!" Blew my mind. I mean, my daughter now thinks some things are "cool." Parenthood really allows you to step back and appreciate the little things.