The way you still say "baby" when you see your reflection in the mirror. Your infatuation with shoes, cars, Nemo, pumpkins, binkies. Your head on my chest during your nighttime bottle. You, learning how to play hide and seek (counting "two, two, two" over and over). That baby shampoo smell. The look of your soft round fingers reaching for food. The sweetness with which you lean in for a big sloppy kiss.
Each day, you are more toddler, but my baby you'll always be.