Sara, Sara, Sara

Sara is a handful. Absolutely, postively, a handful. She is also one of the sweetest, smartest and most hilarious people I know. This is how I found her daily during the week that I kept the easter candy in view. The remainder is now hidden with the rest of the candy, so I don't deal with this every single day.

Then, after leaving her nearly naked when running a particularly bad diaper out to the trash, I found her like this. She told me she was "cool" and "'ilarious". The smelly diaper was forgotten as I laughed, took pics and hugged the soft-skinned silliness.

However, this is my favorite Sara story of late. Laura got a bandaid a few days ago, because Sara bit her. I made Sara watch the process and say "sorry." The result, was that Sara became obsessed with bandaids. Yesterday, I finally gave in to her request of "bandaid pretty please" with one on a bruise on her leg. (Every kid needs to enjoy their bandaid phase, right?!) Later, she came up to me with a handful of bandaids asking for another. I told her no because she had no owies. After checking herself all over and me rejecting her searches for "bloods" she left. She came back a few minutes later with more bandaids. Then she told me "feelings hurt", "feelings hurt", "bandaids make it better." What do you say to that?! I asked her where her feelings were and then put a bandaid on her wrist...that's where Sara's feelings are located.

And she is definitely a main reason my birthday was so fabulous. Look at this face she gave me right after singing "Happy Birthday to you, Mommy!" She is so darling!

Oh, and I regularly find her and Laura holding hands...at Sara's request. If that isn't enough to make any Mommy melt and forget how busy a little one-year old can be, I don't know what is. I am blessed to have my wonderful Sara! Thank you, Sara for asking me to "huggie you" "hode you" and "play wich you".