Eva is definitely her own person. Her little expressions and idiosyncrasies are so adorable, and it's fascinating to watch her blossom into a little individual. She loves music and will start to boogie whenever she hears some playing. Once we were in a store where they were playing hip-hop, and the sight of her jamming away in her stroller got the clerks, and everyone standing in line, laughing. I love the way she taps her toes in her car seat whenever I turn on the radio. How she crawls up to me, throws herself in my arms, and tries to squeeze the life out of me with a strong baby hug. The way she laughs watching the "Baby Einstein" puppets, or home movies of her playing with Daddy. How she always tries to shove both hands full of food into her mouth at once, a true two-fisted eater. That she claps and squeals whenever she's proud of herself for doing a new trick, or when someone does something she thinks is funny.
It's hilarious that she gets as giggly as a 12-year-old when she's tired. I love how she starts waving "bye-bye" to people whenever she decides she's ready to leave. When she pretends to read out loud to herself, and babbles in sweet baby talk to us. How she has started constantly adjusting her glasses, pushing them back into place with her chubby hands. It's such a grown-up gesture for such a tiny person. I love the way she cuddles close to me when I rock her to sleep, slow dancing to a lullaby CD in the gentle glow of her night-light. All these little baby behaviors will someday be a memory, but I will cherish every one.
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