I did an inspection on her upper back today while she watched cartoons. Little purple veins crawling everywhere, a good strong ribcage and some random freckles. I can't stand her beauty, it hurts the way it bores into my soul.
She loves to fake like she's asleep. Her eyes shut tight and the corners of her mouth turn up slightly into a grin that's impossible for her to hide. She did this tonight during my 9 o'clock rounds. Lillie was sprawled out on her tummy in her crib, congested nose singing the house to sleep with its rhythm. Grace was forcing some stuffed kitties to dance together across the top bunk's railing. And Ruby faked sleep.
I leaned in toward her and let my lips rest in that warm space between her chin and bottom lip. I sweeped up her cheek until mine was against hers and I felt the corners of her mouth form a grin. Her arms quickly wrapped around me.
I hope she remains this honest, passionate, impossible, loveful baby that she has always been.
7 comments:
yes please....
very very beautiful
I always imagine what it will be like to be Grace, or Ruby or Lillie as a teen... with all these words you've written at their fingertips. It will be IMPOSSIBLE for them to forget who they are.
And this picture below from dance class is aMA-hay-hay-hazing.
hisarah
AH!!!!! wow, im having withdrawls over here!!!! i HAVE to have those bunches of love in my arms!!!!! it has been WAY too long since i have seen them and they are growing up so fast and i dont want to miss any of it!!!!
heysarah
An honest, passionate, impossible, loveful baby who is absolutely beautiful. What a soul you have.
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