(WARNING: Sentimental Mommy Post)
Yesterday when Makenna woke up from her nap, she brought me her sippy cup, and asked me to feed her. Confused I said, "You want me to feed you?" "Yes momma, feed me." I was still confused, but Makenna repeated her request, and then climbed into my lap, and laid down. Finally I got it, and held her sippy cup for her (like a bottle) and fed her. I couldn't believe how big she felt cradled in my arms. What happened to my baby??

I remember getting emotional several times while rocking and giving Makenna a bottle when she was a little over a year old, just thinking and knowing that it was going to go too quickly, and she was going to get too big too fast. I was right. I cherished that time together before she went to bed, when I could just hold and snuggle with her. I would sing to her, and remember her taking her bottle out to ask for more songs. She was such a sweet baby.

Makenna is still a sweet little girl, she's just not my baby anymore. I think I'm going to be one of "those" parents who cry at every big milestone. I really do just wish she would stay little for awhile longer. I know what you're thinking; "She's only 2...calm down," and you're probably right, but I can't help it.
While we were in Omaha for Christmas, my dad compared Makenna's personality to that of a dog. I know that probably sounds weird, but in a lot of ways it is true. Makenna is VERY social, and loves to be where the action is. (Is my child the only one who BEGS to go to nursery?) She is sometimes shy when she meets new people, but warms up within a few minutes. She is full of energy, and doesn't often sit still for long. She loves all kinds of physical activity: running, jumping, spinning, dancing, anything.
Makenna is also a very polite child (most of the time). She is good with her pleases and thank yous, but my favorite things to hear her say are, "Blesses Baby Hudson" whenever she hear him sneeze, or "Excuse you (insert name)" whenever she hears someone burp.
Lately Makenna has been saying some funny things too. Yesterday after finding an open can of pop in the fridge, and helping herself, she said, "MMMMM pop juice! Yummy in my Tummy!"
On Sunday she climbed onto the couch with me and John, and pointed to my cheek, and said, "Look Momma, chocolate on your face!" Confused, I asked John if there was chocolate on my face, and he said that Makenna was pointing to one of my freckles.
I pretty much just love my little girl, and want her to stay little forever...is that too much to ask?