She

She is always in ten places at once. She is cruising all over the house, pulling herself up on the end table, couch, and ottoman. She is peering out the window and blabbing at the flowers. She is grabbing her toes and putting them in her mouth. She is bumping her head on the table, walls and the sliding back door. She is banging on the trash can. She is unraveling rolls of toilet paper all over the bathroom floor. She is diving for my keys and chewing on the cell phone. She is crawling in circles around me, laughing as I pop out at her, making silly noises and waiting for me to tickle her.
She is letting go of the walls and standing alone, testing the strength of her legs. She is climbing all over my body, grabbing my sunglasses and giggling outloud. She is sitting down, trying to build a something as she plays with her blocks.

She is stuffing her tiny shoes everywhere but on her feet. She is slapping the cat dish filled with water to watch it splash. She is stealing cat food from the bowl and sneaking it in her mouth! She is placing items into the muffin tin and pulling them back out again. She is exploring the dishwasher, trying to pull the plates out, banging the pots together. She is flashing me a toothy grin, asking in her own silent way if I will play with her. She is waiting excitedly at the door for her daddy to walk in.

She is making me fall more in love every day. I love my little Karli!