My daughter is silly and loves to scrunch up her nose when she giggles.

She is headstrong, and tends to push you away from her when she is finished with you. (We need to keep working on that…)

She loves to “dance, dance” and “jump, jump” when she first wakes up in the morning.

She is not a fan of diaper changes and I am constantly having to find new ways of distracting her until the deed is done.

She can say “dadda”, “duck”, “tickle-tickle” and “chick-chick” although it is usually only Tim or myself that can understand her tickle and chick 🙂

She has been walking since 9 months and is practically running now. She is a woman on a mission. She is curious to touch everything, but doesn’t linger in one place too long. (next lesson…stopping to smell the roses)

My daughter is beautiful with very light brown almost blonde hair, and deep sky blue eyes. How did THAT happen???

She can sit for and play for hours outside, and loves to go “off-roading” in her Jeep umbrella stroller with daddy in the backyard.


She is not afraid of dogs, or thunderstorms but has a complete meltdown when new people try to talk to her or family members she doesn’t always see try to hold her.

She must travel with her duck!

She is severely independent and sometimes I blame myself for that.

She has a wonderful sense of humor, and the most precious giggly laugh.

My daughter still takes two naps a day and sleeps 12 hours a night. I am indescribably grateful for this.

She slept with me until she was three months old and a part of me still misses cuddling with her through the night.

She puts her perfect little hands on either side of my face and pulls me down to her to give kisses…time stands still and it completely makes the trials of day disappear. I am in heaven.


I love my Callie Jo with every fiber in my body. I never imagined loving someone so much, and this is coming from a girl who has played “mom” since she was a very little girl herself. I strive daily to not just be a good mom or a better mom, but a mom that inspires my daughter, and shows her the love of One that loves her more than I ever could. This is my hearts prayer.

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