She's still our baby

Although the reality of Ella no longer being a "baby" is hitting me hard these day, she's still a baby to me.  Several nights while Michael was gone I had been rocking her to sleep while singing some lullabies (granted I'm not a great singer, but she seemed to like them).  She hasn't let me rock her to sleep in so long I had forgotten how peacefully they sleep on you once they do fall asleep.  I think she just needed a little assurance that someone was there for her b/c dada was gone.  On the day I took them to Sams/Target, I put her in a cute pair of corduroy overalls previously worn by our niece.  They are a size 18 mo & totally adorable.  I am sure this will be one of the last times she can wear them, but she looked so cute, I couldn't resist a few candids of her in them.  Although at times she seems so big with going on the potty or her speech, she's still our baby girl.  Enjoy a few pics of little Ms. in her overalls & with her beloved pap-pap.  I realize she's too old for a paci, but I just don't have the heart to take it from her for now.

When she heard the airplane overhead, she looked up and smiled & said Dada, no joke, she knew dada was taking an airplane