Airplane kisses

Eloise is a little obsessed with airplanes so we've created a nightly ritual where we go outside just before bedtime to do a little plane spotting.  All throughout the day Eloise recites, "airplanes. night time. airplanes. night time." And so when it finally gets dark enough, we go out on the front walkway and watch for planes to go by.

She's quite the spotter, I must say. She catches sight of them often before I do. (we have a little competition of who can find one first:) And when she sees them, she wants them to be a "big one. airplanes. night time. big one."  Of course it needs to be a big plane. They are the only fun ones, you see. 

Well we just went outside to find some planes and Eloise found the first one.  We typically wave to the planes and say "bye bye airplane." But tonight Eloise threw in a little extra love. It must be because Valentine's Day is right around the corner.  Completely unprompted by me, she said, "bye bye airplane" and then put her hand up to her mouth and blew it a big Monkey kiss.  Airplane kisses. Melt my heart again little girl.