My younger daughter, Ani, is definitely a mama’s girl. She loves to cuddle and sit on my lap and generally is my little pal.
But sometimes, there’s nothing like a big sister.
A few weeks ago, my older daughter (who is nearly 4) was painting her toenails. Ani seemed really interested, so I asked her if she wanted me to paint hers.
She shook her head violently “no” and ran away.
But then, when I’d moved away a little bit, she quietly came back and sat down next to her big sister and let her paint every one of her toenails.
And then put her tiny hands down in front of Ella and let her do her fingernails too.
It may not have been the neatest paint job I’ve ever seen, but it was certainly one of the sweetest.
My first baby was born smack in the middle of summer (and I was living in an apartment with no air-conditioning).
At the time, I didn’t even consider using a summer-inspired name, but now, as summer takes the stage, I’m loving the idea of a name that reflects this sunny time of year: