21 Things I Love About Sofia – Happy World Down Syndrome Day!
Today is World Down Syndrome Day. In celebration, I thought I’d list twenty-one things I love about my daughter, Sofia. It was hard to stop at only twenty-one.
Twenty-One Things I Love About My Sofia:
- Belly laughs so big, it’s hard to believe they came out of a such a little munchkin
- Azure, the color of eyes so bright they smile
- Perky & pesky personality that is loads of fun & only sometimes Miss Bossy Pants
- Miss Bossy Pants
- Her two favorite songs are O’Christmas Tree (regardless of the season) & Old MacDonald.
- She can sing twenty choruses of Old MacDonald, as an ode to the cow each & every time. (Old MacDonald must be a cattle farmer.)
- Every time we put the leaf in our dining table to prepare for company, she automatically assumes it’s a birthday celebration, breaking into Happy Birthday & asking, “Birthday Cake, Mama?”
- She LOVES cake, almost as much as her Mama.
- In Sofia language, the words for chicken and kitchen are identical – “kitchken.”
- In Sofia language, the words for fish taco and Chicago are identical – “itchtago.”
- She loves the beach & lake, almost as much as her Mama.
- She can make her big brother smile and laugh harder than anyone I know.
- She loves her Daddy & has named him, “Shupe Daddy.”
- She loves her brother & when she couldn’t say his full name, once called him “Ed” in place of Jared, which made him laugh so hard he nearly spit out his milk & panic at the thought of being called Ed for years to come.
- Her favorite story in her Rhyme Bible is the one about Baby Jesus & she NEVER tires of it.
- She loves to play, with just about anybody.
- When I open her door in the morning, I find her sitting cross-legged, facing a circle of animals she’s lined up & is “teaching” from a book in her tiny hands, sometimes with finger wagging.
- When I sit down tired & sigh, she gently pats my shoulder reassuring me, “No sad, Mama. It’s okay.”
- Sometimes while eating dinner, she leans over and whispers, “I love you.”
- When I come home with bags & bags of groceries, I have to drop them immediately upon opening the kitchen door, lest I miss out on catching her running at full speed with arms wide-open, smiling big & yelling, “Yeah, Mama! Mama’s home.” Never want to miss out on full sprinted, knock you over, arms thrown wide-open hugs.
- When she sleeps, she looks like a little angel, breathing softly after a full day of mischief.
Play Ball Anyone?
In my opinion, Sofia rocks that extra chromosome.
Happy World Down Syndrome Day!