Sydney is my second silly g-babe and I find that I call her Sister Susie a lot, although I don’t really know why. She’s smart, rough and tumble, playground fearless, contemplative, and yes even a little sassy at times. Even her pouty stage can be endearing and it makes me laugh watching the invisible gears turn in her head as she thinks through her next plan of persistent indifference when things don’t go as she thinks they should. Luckily these times are going more and more by the wayside as the more cooperative Sydney is taking center stage. One of her most endearing qualities is that she knows how to experience pure joy. Watch her on the playground as her mom or dad does under-doggy on the big swings to know what I mean. Joy rising. Get giggly and she’ll out giggle you every time. Hold her hand and she’s on cloud nine. She’ll be three on New Years Day but I’m just not ready for her (or any of my g-babes) to be “older”. While she looks good in pink, she’s not into “princess”. Like MJ, she’s a go-getter — she’s always on the move. Sports is not her cup of tea (have you seen her run?!) … baby dolls are more her thing — naked ones. Why is it that every two year old always wants to take the doll clothes off but never wants to put them back on?! Her world at this point revolves around gum or trying to get it. I could tell endless stories (endless) of gum, with this the most recent. “Gramma you want some gum?” “No thanks Syd”. “You got some gum in you kaaw (car).” “No, I think it’s gone but I don’t need any more.” “Yet’s go yook for if you want some yater.” What she means is, let’s put some back in my car for when she wants some later. She’s a funny little duck that just tickles me in so many ways. To learn more about Syd and her family, check out Megan’s sweet blog at The Gerichs Ohana. Now here’s to my memory of Sweet September Sydney! Love you Sister!