6 Months

I miss you taking all the toilet paper off the roll and saying "miss mama" when I was an inch away from you in the restroom.
I miss playing with chalk with you on the patio and having to wash your pants because you sat right in the middle of the rainbows we drew together.
I miss stirring pancake mix with you and making sweet potatoes for you.
I miss when you'd take my journals and write all over them.
I miss you leading me around the grassy area in our apartment complex and touching all the bird poop on the light poles.
I miss washing your hands.
I miss when PoPo would let you sit with your legs kicking in her big kitchen sink.
I miss when you'd get frustrated by the bubble wand that was too big for you.
I miss when you'd pop the bubble wrap that we never threw away.
I miss when you'd stick your hands in the mud and then wipe them all over my new shirt.
I miss when you splashed in all the puddles and then came home and whimpered "too deep" to yourself because I didn't let you jump in that one puddle.
I miss our dance parties.
I miss when you figured out how to talk to the Echo Dot and say, "Play...baby shark!" I miss the look on your face when you knew the Echo Dot listened to you and responded to your request.
I miss your cute shoes. They peak at me when I'm working because I still have your picture on my desktop. I don't know that I can ever change it.
I miss dressing you up for all your month milestones and making you take a picture.
I'm so glad we have those pictures now.
I wish I could take another picture.
I love you Jules.
Mama miss Julia.