I taught Petite Clown to make snow prints by stomping her foot in the snow today. She stomped all the way home this morning after dropping Sweet Bear off at school. Her tiny stomps were to be seen all down the sidewalk stopping just at the door to our apartment. I couldn’t help but smile at her. She would stomp and look up at me with the brightest blue eyes and toothy grin.
My baby girl is growing fast. The baby still holds onto her stamping out dimples into her fat little hands and feet. But, the little girl is sprouting out of her with long thin legs and arms. Every day she is changing and doing things she couldn’t before. However, she is still my Petite Clown that makes me smile and laugh when I least expect it.
Today, I don’t mind the snow. I have my Petite Clown to chase away the cold with her bright eyes and merry laugh.