a proud momma

that's me. almost every day. i say almost b/c well, let's be honest, there are those days when you want to hurl your child across the living room into a non-cushioned area. i mean, er uh, did i just say that?

anyhoo, today (or actually last night) i experienced one of those proud momma moments. it's the little things ya know?

ella learned to write her name. with no prompting from me. i think mostly from watching her brother write his letters and through hours of making scribbles herself, it popped out on the paper. E-l-l-a.

i think i almost cried