It's almost 11pm and yet another day is coming to an end. I feel like so many changes have happened in the last few weeks, for the both of us. For example, I have figured out a system between you and I that allows me to take a shower before 5pm; I've learned how to make lists of things to do (although adding to the list is much easier than striking things off of it); I've firmly spoken to a customer service agent, threatening to take away our phone business, where in the past I would ever so kindly say "please"; and I've come to love tea again, just as I did during those first nights when it's already four a.m and we still haven't slept. Daddy and I have come full circle, and now make an excellent team. We should start a teamwork seminar on how to bath, feed, and put baby to sleep, all while preparing bottles and diaper bag for the next day at the same time.
And you have changed too. So many first still continue to occur that a pace that I still think is unbelievable. You are a rolling over queen, you LOVE to tell stories especially about what you dreamed about the night before, you've discovered how to pull the bone in your rocking chair (you shocked the hell out of everyone at Sunday Dinner, when all of a sudden we hear "de de deee de dum dum dum" as we all look down, and you're smiling as if to say "HA!!!"). But my most favourite is that you very easily transformed into a Chick Monkey on your very first Hallowe'en!
After Daddy and I got you dressed we started our "Monkey Tour". First stop was Grandma and Grandpa Aikens where we discovered your first ever Jack O' Lantern, next was Nona and Mundo's house where you were introduced to the Italian version of Hallowe'en candy (a box of cookies), next was Gino and Tracy's where you discovered that yes it is okay to BBQ in negative temperatures, next was Nana and Nono Dorazio's where you discovered that it is possible to say goodbye at the entrance way and not forced to be shown something interesting, and our final stop was at Uncle Dave and Auntie Leash's where I'm sure you and Baby Dallas had a chance to catch up through real world/utero discussions. You were adorable, and soooo good. It took you quite awhile to fall asleep but worth every photo.Above all, it's your personality that has developed that makes my heart melt every day. Things I've learned about you:
- You have officially made friends with the crib slates as blocking your legs from going through brings you complete devastation.
- You like holding up your own bottle, although you need some help when it's a bit full.
- You sleep differently for mommy and daddy. Mommy rocks you and sings her lullabies, while daddy shushes you to sleep.
- You can't decide if you want to laugh or cry sometimes, and it's hilarious watching you make the decision.
- You have different smiles for different reasons. The "GOOD MORNING" smile, "I love you too" smirk are our favourites.
- You love flying through the sky, and have learned to eat mom's nose when I give you Mommy Kisses.
- You appreciate the ring of formula around your mouth after every feeding since you love sticking your hand in it before mom can wipe it off.
- You HATE having shirts pulled over your head. You just might miss something in that one millisecond that you can't see!
- You look for mommy when you're around someone that you don't see often.
- You Love to burp now, and have learn
ed the art of Secret Poops. - You love mommy and Solana time, listening to Sarah MacLachlan before we go to bed.
I love you more today than I did yesterday and know I'll love you more tomorrow. 
My heart still skips a beat when I see you and Daddy napping together, and I miss you so terribly when you are away from me.
During your sleep overs, I find myself constantly waking to look at the monitor, having to remind myself that you are bringing love to one of your grandparents homes instead. My heart is bigger with you in it, my voice is stronger because it's your voice too.
I love you baby girl. Sona con los angelitos (Dream with the angels).
Love, Mummy
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