We’re all a' flurry trying to get this house cleaned up for our party guests tomorrow, organizing drawers that no one will ever see and cleaning to the top of the refrigerator because by golly, it needed it. Thankfully, I have Little Bear to remind me to slow and down and sear these moments into my memory. How she’s finally saying “Mamamamama” non-stop. How we’re 95% sure she was trying to say “Hi, Dada” yesterday. How the scrunchy-nosed smile is back. And how she loves to look at the windows at the neighborhood cats wandering through our backyard.
I wonder if she knows in her heart how special this weekend is going to be. How her grands and great-grandad will show up at our doorstep in a few hours to begin the celebrating right now. And that this time tomorrow, our beloveds will be leaving church after Juniper’s baptism and coming to our house for lunch and prayers of thanksgiving, and of course, cupcakes. Lots n’ lots of cupcakes.