I’ll get to the 16 month pics- next week. But I couldn’t let this entire week go by without a few updates.
First, my dear sweet Aunt Vicky was in town, visiting from Alabama. This was the first time she got to meet Matt and Sunny in person and the first time Matt and Sunny got the good fortune of meeting her. I wish you all would get to meet my Aunt Vicky- she is warm and beautiful, full of positive energy and light. She’s one of those people that you honestly would like to keep in your pocket so that when you get confused or scarred she would be there to make everything okay. Matt is convinced that she can just move to New York and live with us- and while that would be the most awesome news EVER I’m fairly certain that her own daughter and son would come after us and fight for her back…this is the problem with highly lovable people- everyone wants to be were they are! In any case, she gifted Sunny some new books and she literally has been taking them everywhere she goes including to her bed. If I read Snowy Day one more time I’m going to start changing the words around just for my own entertainment.
Sunny also was gifted a STUNNING custom made pale pink and white table and chairs. I would tell you where to get this set- however you’ll note I used the word custom in my discription. My dear sweet Tony ( Mother Dear’s Father) owns “shop” that creates custom hand crafted furniture created this set for Sunny. His clients are people like Mary Tyler Moore and other extremely rich and famous people- so we’re in good company. Anyway for Sunny’s first birthday he created this set for her and hand wove the seats together!!! Who does that?
I tell you I have done a few things right in this life and meeting Mother Dear and her family has to be top 5. They are so good to me, this much as true, but they love love love my baby and treat her like one of their own grandchildren. In turn Sunny goes to their house twice a month and pours cheerios on the floor, destroys some toys, and eats them out of house and home. Mother Dear’s own little girl is 3 years old and no longer needs her high chair- but the high chair is still sitting in the dining room- in case Sunny comes by.
There aren’t words for love that extends beyond you and into your child. We all make investments into each other, as a friend and family member its sort of a given, but then you grow up and you have a family of your own, and they choose to love your family too; it’s extraordinary. How beautiful this life is, we give and receive and when we create a new life we expand our hearts and the love grows…it grows.