I can't believe Olivia is 5 months old today. Time is flying by.
As my Spanish professor used to say, "El tiempo siempre nos escapa. Como la arena, cayendo de las manos."
Time is always escaping us. Like sand slipping through our fingers.
And with each passing day, if it is even possible, I think I love her a little more.
I love the two little fingers on her left hand that she is always sucking.
I love her steel blue eyes. I don't know exactly where they came from. But I love them. And those soft, perfectly pink lips.
And I can't get enough of her tiny toes and her tiny fingers that love to grab them.
She brings so much light to my day. And she is the perfect companion on a lazy day at home or an afternoon of adventuring. She is the perfect combination of content yet venturesome. And I am very lucky to be her mother.
