Little Moments

Today Ada started swinging her arms. She did it while she was waiting patiently in the kitchen for a snack. Picture a little 15 month old in her too big 18 month footie pajamas. She brings me a bowl and I ask her if she wants a snack. She nods her head and says, "nack." She watches me go into the pantry and come out with the fruity cheerios box (don't judge) and hands me the bowl. Then she starts swinging her arms. Back to front, back to front. She can sort of hold a bowl without spilling all of its contents but only for about 30 seconds and only if she's not mobile. They spill! Then she sits and starts eating them off the floor and putting some back in the bowl. It's a bit of a mess. Especially if they don't get picked up and they get crushed but the dog will clean them up soon enough. I will hand that sweet toddler a bowl full of fruity cheerios and deal with crushed cereal all day long if she swings those arms so sweetly while she waits. It's the little moments like this that I hope I don't forget when they grow up.