It's true.

Robs loves to be loved. 

She loves to hug and linger...

She loves to smooch.

She loooooves to talk.

And she loves to listen.

Robs loves to play too-

And squeal, and dance, and sing, and read.

And tease. And boss. And win. 

But mostly she just loves.

Today she asked me if I remembered when we put up a fort in our Boise backyard. I remembered the afternoon, but she told me all the details like it had happened only a couple of days ago. (In Boise she was a couple months shy of being three- currently she's a couple weeks shy of six.) Robs has an amazing memory. Sometimes over lunch, the pirates and I practice remembering things. We each take a turn trying to remember what we can about obscure events in our life so far. It's fun- and useful- because amazing memories are nice things to have.