What goes on in there...

There's rarely a moment's silence these days when Ava is around. That child is FULL of nothing to say at all. She'll tell you about 100 things in 5 minutes time, and when she's done talking you're left wondering "what did she just say?!"

But there are moments when she's quiet, lost deep in thought and you can't help but wonder what's making her little wheels turn.

This afternoon, I was laying down with her and rubbing her back to bring on naptime. I reminisced of those precious hours I spent in the hospital with her as a newborn. The lazy afternoons and late nights where I held her oh so close, curled up to my stomach under the blankets and sleeping tight. We were hiding from the world beneath those covers. I'd lose myself in that tiny baby - smelling tiny fingers and brand new baby hair.

Then I opened my eyes to a nodding 3 year old and I ran my hand along her face, through her hair and down her back. She no longer fits against my tummy the way she did when she was hours old. She moved her head closer to my chest and tucked her hands under her chin and took a deep breath. In that moment, my heart swelled up into my throat, a teardrop tempting.

Ohhhh the Ava. So sweet, yet SO EVIL! How I love you...