together, bumping noses.
We giggle
juice dripping down our chins.
Mesmerized with concentration
sifting sand between her fingers
dirt smudged on her face.
We paint pictures on her traywith
blueberry smoothie.
We point in wonder
and make fish faces
at our glassy reflection.
Making snow out of tissueswe throw into the fan.
It swirls around us
a blizzard in August.
Refusing sliced apples
and cooked carrots.
They taste better
whole.
Flipping French toast,She smells like morning.
Engaged,oblivious to her beauty.
3 comments:
Totoro! She's growing up into a lovely girl.
She is so lovely. And you are too. I love you both.
I love this blog. You always do such an amazing job of portraying the essence of life with Hannah.
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