Mags: "That's not me, Mama. That baby has blue eyes. I have green eyes."
Me: "I know. Babies are born with blue eyes and then as they get a little older, some change color."
Mags: "That's freaky, Mama. I'm like a little alien."
Sometimes I forget:
- How her eyes were blue until she was close to six-months-old.
- How soft and squishy her cheeks were.
- How her vocabulary consisted of four words. (Dada, bra-bra, book, Mama)
- How she used to love when I'd say, "How big is Mags?"
- How she'd sit in her high chair in the kitchen and eat "hors d'oeuvres" while I cooked dinner.
- How she hated baby food and, at five months, insisted on the "real stuff."
- How she'd laugh uncontrollably at her brother. And still does.
- How she went from immobile in the morning to rolling around the house by lunch.
- How her gummy smile lit up her face.
- How she used to be this little.
What things about your kids younger years
do you sometimes forget?