Over the past few years, though, since I started working from home now that I think about it, Little Lily's been getting closer and closer to the top spot.
I'm not her favorite, though. My husband holds that honor. She and Nemo live for that man. It's a little disgusting, really. She fawns over him like a schoolgirl with a crush.
But I've been noticing that I've been moving up on her list, lately, too. Given the choice, she'll follow me throughout the house, even if my husband's home. Her favorite spot is under my desk — she tucks in so tight — while I'm working. I can't walk 10 feet to the bathroom without her following, even when I tell her that I'll be right back.
She's getting older — she'll be 10 this month (how can that be?!) and I think a lot more now about how much longer I'll have the pleasure of her company. With the addition of Baby Caysun, Lily's become more spritely and spirited, which I think also contributes to my growing fondness.
Throughout her life, Lily's always been "in the middle." She's never been the top priority, and she's never been the trouble-dog. It's those in the middle that often get left out. I've been paying her more attention, and she's enjoying it, I do believe. I'm seeing a lot more of Lily — like peeling back the layers of an onion.
Which is funny to me. Lily's been with us for 10 years. She's not exactly new. But her maturity's making me look twice at her. And I'm loving the girl I'm seeing.