Little Mover

Ellie is on the move all the time. She is a busy little girl, but such a delight. She's always on the lookout for new things to get into, and as she has gotten taller, more things have become available to her. Thankfully, she is (for the most part) obedient when we tell her not to touch something, so we have been able to let our curious little girl explore some. It is wonderful to watch as she learns new things and plays new games. She wears me out some days, but it is rare when I don't end the day with a smile in my heart and thankfulness for the silly little girl God has given us.


One of Ellie's favorite things these days is to crawl into our room and pull up on the bed, then "hide" from us by burying her face in the comforter. She giggles and giggles when she's "hiding" and she'll peek out to see if we're looking at her, then quickly bury her face again and giggle some more.

In the same way, she loves to roll around on the comforter on top the bed. I think the softness is fun for her and she is just plain cute when she rolls to get away from you, then rolls back to surprise you with a hug or kiss. It really is heart melting. Here I caught her in a brief moment of quiet as she looked out the window at the birds outside. She really is a curious thing and a very careful observer.



For a long time now Eliana has liked playing the piano. She thinks it is so fun to sit on the bench or on Daddy's lap and play and play and play. Recently, though, Ellie discovered that she is now tall enough to play the piano by herself. And so, in the middle of playing in the living room she will take a break to come over and play a few notes on the piano. It's delightful to both her and me and I hope that her desire to make music is something that grows with her. She likes to sing and dance along with her musical table, and when there is music playing in public she will often bob along with it. Music is good and I hope she holds on to it.



A favorite passtime (and an almost sure sign that she's up to something) is closing doors. Often I will notice that the house is unusually quiet and I will go searching for Eliana, only to find her in her Daddy's office, door mostly closed, playing with a book or the fringe on a blanket. When I open the door and spy her, she giggles at me guiltily and holds out her hands for me to pick her up as an admission of her naughtiness. She's never really gotten into anything bad, but it is true that when kids are quiet, too quiet, they are up to something.

And now I close this post with the best feeling in the world - the tug of small hands holding fast to my legs as I'm trying to do something. That tug is almost invariably followed by a grin and sparkly blue eyes and is sure to make my day 100 times better, no matter what.