Reason #685 of Why I Love Sophie

Please don't misunderstand this title. I equally love both of my girls, and neither one of them could ever do anything to make me love them less. With that being said, there is something about getting up in the wee hours of the morning with your sweet little baby, hungry but still in that sweet sleep-stage. Sophie sleeps great at night and will wake up every now and then during the night but is usually quick to put herself back to sleep. I guess this morning her tummy growlings got the best of her and she wouldn't go back to sleep. So when she started talking to herself at 4 I went in to get her. I picked her up out of the crib and she immediately turned back around and said "daw" (which is Sophie-slang for dog). I grabbed her favorite little stuffed animal and gave it to her and she immediately giggled, grabbed him, hugged him, and gave him lots of slobbery kisses. I don't know what it is about this dog, but Sophie absolutely loves him. So much so that "dog" was her real first word. She giggles every time she sees him, as if she hasn't seen him in years. It's the cutest thing. Anyway. So we walk into the kitchen to make her a bottle and as soon as I turn on the water she starts kicking and gets excited. Just like she does every time I turn on the water and she knows it's on for her. If she can just stay this easy to please I think life with Sophie will make up for what Kara is putting me through now.