The Little Bean entered our life two and half weeks before we expected her last summer. She has been playing the game by her own rules ever since. Before we even brought Ellie home from the hospital, Kate had started calling her Ellie Jelly Bean, and she has been referred to as some version of Bean ever since. I'm sure it's not going to be something she loves, but there will time enough for her to hate it later. Like her sisters before her, she is fiesty and independent. Well, not completly independent yet, she is attached to her mama. Sometimes this stage can be so frustrating, but I do miss it when it's over. Children are just never as dependent on you in the same sweet, precious way ever again. Who could resist those wide eyes staring up at you and two little outstretched arms insisting on being picked up? It forgives the fussy baby who has been doggedly following you around and preventing showers or even bathroom visits from being taken with any privacy. Ellie loves her big sisters. One of my favorites times of the day is when she sees them for the first time in the morning. She gets so excited when she first hears them, and then when she sees them come into the room the excitement bubbles over into full body jumps, quivers, hoots, and smiles. It is a wonderful thing to behold. I'm thankful every day for this Little Bean who has come to be a part of our family.
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