Camp Creek with Shelby

I am sitting on the porch watching Miss Shelby play in her Einstein chair….which they did not have with my babies! She doesn’t miss a thing….when a bird sings she stops and looks for it. She takes in each leaf blowing in the wind and is mesmerized by the wind chimes. There is something so incredibly precious about a baby in the morning. They wake up so blissfully cheerful with their mussed hair and little puffy eyes. They smell of last nights bath and they love you unabashedly! We should learn to welcome each new day in such a way…..when did we stop? The world is filled with wonder…and you are their guide. What a responsibility! To guide wonder to wonderful!

She is teaching me so much, our little wonder baby. She is reminding me of how amazing it can be to watch a bug crawl across the floor….how to shake my head “no” when I have had enough to eat! She shares slobbery kisses and laughs at the smallest pieces of life. She trembles with joy when it is bath time and literally bounces her days away. She is a combination of Tigger from Winnie the Pooh and Wilbur from Charlotte’s Web….two of my favorite children stories. If Shelby is Tigger….maybe I am Pooh, lover of honey. Or maybe I am Charlotte, wise and knowing….but more importantly willing to make any sacrifice for my sweet Shelby!