My 2nd Liv

Today here's what happened:

I met another Liv. This was the 2nd time I've met another woman named Liv. Both times, I have been giggly and ridiculous and so excited. I feel like there are these common bonds around shared names. Maybe it's just mine? I'll ask my friends. I instantly wanted to be Liv's friend. She seemed so sweet and fun and I cannot tell you how fun it was to say "Hi Liv!" and "Bye Liv!" and "Nice to meet you Liv!" I think I used her name too many times because I thought it was so fun to say. I felt like I was talking to myself or something.

What is it about names, anyway? They are so powerful. Do we grow into our names? Or are our parents just really good at looking at us when we're hours old, saying, "yes, she's definitely a ____". One day this pregnant woman came into the bakery, put her hands on her baby belly and said, "She feels like a Lorelai." Wow. That's just something else.

I love names. I love saying people's names. I love it when I can remember someone's name. Or they remember my name. I love nicknames.

Also, today I played with Sophia and Hannah. Sophia is so big now. She's 2 and a half. I started babysitting her when she was 6 months. Now Hannah's in the world, too, and she may just be the cutest baby I have ever seen. Except when she cries. When she's about to cry, she scrunches her face up and it's the weirdest face I've ever seen. It's like she's morphing into some monster or something. I swear. BUT, when she's not doing this, or crying, she's adorable. I will put her in my pocket.

Today Soph and I drew cupcakes with crayons (she got the biggest cupcake, proclaiming, "because I'm a big girl!"...what does that make me?), made cookies with play-doh, and mastered a few puzzles. In case I haven't shown you the video of Soph singing to me on my Birthday, here it is (prepare yourselves for a cute attack).

http://picasaweb.google.com/sophiabazzi/LivBirthday?authkey=Gv1sRgCMeV1oHsreb7cg#

I'll end with that. :) Night night.