Sentimental Moments

Lisa's parents were in town this weekend and it was great having them here. Sonya warmed up to them and really soaked up their attention. So much so that when we dropped them off at the airport she cried. She did not want them to leave her. The next morning Sonya ran downstairs and let me know she wanted to watch her morning cartoons with Grandpa. It was touching to see her miss them so much, and it was hard to explain they were gone.

On the drive home from daycare today I sneezed. Sonya blessed me with such a mature response that I was taken aback. I realized tonight that she really is no longer a baby, nor a toddler. She has her own little personality. Although I want to better interpret her gibberish talk; at dinner tonight we were convinced she spoke Greek for a few minutes. Sometimes I lose sight of her emotions beyond the immediate needs and seeing her shed tears over people that were hundreds of miles removed reminded me that I need to be as good a parent as I can be. I have heard enough parents say these are the easy years and fleeting moments, etc. It's hard to put your finger on it (reminds me of Heraclitus's river) but today I felt certainly aware of Sonya's maturation.