Turned sixteen months this week.
She better knock off being this beautiful by the time she's sixteen years old
Is all her father has to say.
Her dictionary is exploding, and her will is obstinate.
She is so alive…animated, so joyful.
Such a mama's girl lately.
I love that she clings tight to my legs as I trip over them and her while I’m loading dishes
I love that she trusts me to make it better
I love that she cries for me while stretching her arms out as far as her miniature body will agree to until I sweep her up against my chest, sustaining her in the aching bend of my arm, jut of my hip, pain in my back, welcoming her up to the world from the stance of 5’5”, venturing it together.