Happiness

Sometimes happiness is movie theatre popcorn (acc. to my mom and Paisley)

and sometimes it's a pink bubble bath

I am playing the pregnancy card in clarifying my right to cry and post sappy things for at least 7 more weeks ;) Sometimes I cry because I look at my sweet little girls face and feel badly that she won't get ALL of our attention anymore. Sometimes I cry because I'm so glad that she will know the joy of a built in buddy and the love of a brother. I LOVE my brothers and sisters and think they are so fun! I hope she knows how much I love her. She is my first little miracle. I felt the Lord's hand in her getting here safely and am grateful for her everyday. She truly fills our house with JOY. We have had so many special moments lately that have reminded me how lucky I am to be HER mom. We sat on the couch and watched the rain out the window for what seemed like hours yesterday. She showed my the "singin' birds" and we watched the garbage monster collect the trash. She asks me several times a week randomly if she can give "Whit...kisses" and she gently kisses my belly and asks me if he's "kickin" (see the pattern here...no need for g's on the end of words).  She reminded Dusty and I to read scriptures last week with no prompting and when she opens her scriptures she points out the pictures of "Jesus and Smith (Joseph that is)". She loves to sit on the counter and help us cook and is getting more willing to help pick up her toys.  She loves to dance and my favorite thing she says with a southern accent is "trot (try it)".  On Valentine's Day evening she and Dusty we "dancin" and she said "mom, up, dance" (a non approved bed rest activity) but I couldn't pass up the chance to have a little dance with my people. Dusty scooped her up and the three of danced and sang with our arms around each other. She smiled the biggest smile and very seriously closed her eyes and started singing to the music and waving her head (you know that into the music face and head shake I'm talking about?!) When I realized she was copying me I started laughing inside and crying on the outside. It was just so goofy but also genuine and she was loving it. As the tears rolled down my cheeks, she reached over and wiped my tears. Then she kissed me and Dusty on the cheek...and then I really cried. It was one of those moments you know will remember b/c your heart was so full you just couldn't contain it. That is my happiness. I love you Paisley Grace, you are an angel, and I'm pretty sure your brother will think so too.