Raspberries

I'm sitting in Piper's rocking chair in the dark, listening to her blow raspberries and lull herself to sleep, making the sweetest little noises. And all I can think about is how truly thankful I am for little baby noises and toes and pigtails and giggles and teasing and rolling over and jumping up and down and all of the joy I have from two very sweet, thriving, growing, affectionate, passionate, vocal, cuddly girls.