During the day, this precocious 2 year-old makes me want to pull my hair out quite frequently. (What a great way for me to get rid of the gray ones!)
At night, however, she turns into this 2 year-old. She's not yelling or talking back. She's not hitting, kicking or running away from me. She's so peaceful. Almost angelic. It's moments like these that I want to scoop her up, cuddle her and give her tons of kisses. It's moments like these that make me want to press pause so she can remain this young and innocent forever. It's moments like these that go by way too quickly.





