Chomping On Sand

we just got back from our first vacation as a family to reno and then lake tahoe. i loved just spending time with my sweet little family and being close to my little girl for a whole week straight. We stayed at a hotel in reno for two nights, which was bleh, but it made the trip a little more affordable and kennady loved looking out the windows and out into the big city. I wondered what she thought, i told her that her world is so big, and that she is just a little part of it. i told her she can make a big difference in the world, and that she has already made a huge difference in mine and her daddy's world. she just said "daddy?" and smacked her little hands on the window.

Kennady loved playing in the sand at the lake. She kept eating the sand, we tried to teach her to spit it out when we would give her water. But to no avail, she kept sneaking handfulls and chomping on it. I just let her live and learn her lessons. She'll survive... the only way i know how to make her a happy successful child is to let her hold her own reigns and run her own life. i mean not completely (obviously, shes only one) but to some degree. she can organize her toys a million times a day, and take her blanket with her wher'er she goes. explore this room and that box. she is a very independent curious girl. i love it. and sometimes she might get a little over zealous, and trip and skin her knees and bonk her nose. but through it all, she knows when she gets knocked down, mama will always be there to scoop her up, and smooch all her woes goodbye.