lately my days are spent chasing this little munchkin around the house, cleaning up messes made by chubby little hands and making sure said hands don't find their way into the toilet bowl (her favorite activity as of late). Sometimes I choose to ignore the ominous noises coming from the other room to have 5 more minutes to finish dinner or write a letter or what have you. I get less done and sometimes by the end of the day I'm completely spent, but somehow the days just keep getting sweeter. I guess this is the grand gift of being a parent. Nothing really beats watching her grow and the little wheels in her mind turn. I've loved every step of this journey but it seems that the best just may be yet to come.